In my recently gentrified neighborhood, a young, bearded white guy blocks the path. His stance is wide, his feet planted, phone affixed to his ear. He folds his arms.
At his back a blind black man approaches, tapping his cane. Hearing the other man’s voice, he pauses uncertainly, tries one direction, then the next, and finally inches around him.
The white guy never notices.
Mighty Girl 
What’s the point of this?
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Ha, isn’t that just telling of a larger problem…
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Poetic snapshot, frought with meaning.
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*fraught, whoops!
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