Tired of white people afraid to sit next to a big black man, James stands in the commuter train’s aisle. He’s going to the funeral home where his nephew lies in a closed casket, face battered beneath a cop’s baton. James grips the overhead strap, body rocking with each jerk of the train. Boarding at the next stop, a white woman pushes past James and trips in her rush. Her companion reaches out to steady her and glares at James. The passengers seated nearby watch in silence. James takes a breath, mumbles an apology for a crime he didn’t commit.
"Classic"
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