Went the Brooklyn route today.
As I'm getting out, some guy with earbuds in was not looking at the 18-wheeler coming at him. People on my side of the street were yelling at him to stop and he did in the nick of time.
I took a little fall today, as there were a couple of potholes that were unavoidable. Got a little banged up but I was fine and there were two cops there. My head and face were untouched (as was my watch) so I just shook it off. Good thing there's a wellness room @ my office.
I asked the cops if there was a better way to the Brooklyn Bridge and they pointed me to Fulton. It was and was not a better way, but it was good that I went that way b/c in a spot where lots of buses were hovering, a quadriplegic person with a speech problem couldn't get her wheelchair over the curb and the bus drivers were too enamored in their conversation to help or notice. So I did. So I suppose it had to happen that way and even though I took a hit, I was able to help someone who would kill for the chance to be able to take a small fall and then walk it off.
Am on the Melanctha life in Three Lives. The issue here is that there is so much attention brought to the fact that the character is black. Book was written 100 years ago, so that a female author was widely published was no small feat, but that she was in fact writing about women was also against the norm. But a black, German woman was pretty wild, too. That's extremely progressive so she gets my kudos for that but I'm more struck by the idea of a story about a black German woman, not the fact that she's black. This story is the meatiest of the three, so we'll see how I do with it by the weekend, b/c I have to pick up Agent 6. At least in Melanctha's story there's some dialogue, but not a whole lot more than Anna's.
Thank you for reading.
Thank you for reading.
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