I was a wild little shorty, man. Just like you. Running around with no shoes on, the moon was out. This one time, I run by this old lady. I was running, howling… This old lady, she stopped me. She said, “Running around, catching a lot of light. In moonlight, black boys look blue. You’re blue.”
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