Its at that moment... That moment when the words you read seems to transcend into a scene, and every word that is read creates a more vivid picture of what is happening in a story. And it is during that time, you are no longer conscience of your current surroundings, because mentally you exist in another time and/or place. Tonight I was with Red (Malcolm X) in the year 1937 in Roxbury, Boston. We both walked into the poolroom and met shorty, now we are being schooled on the ways of Boston.
Posted on: Wed, 07 Aug 2013 01:27:28 +0000
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