I wanted to do something cool to bring Black folks together to talk about how hard it is out here for a pimp, feelings and emotions, and all the beautiful and the powerfully wack stuff, in a comfortable, engaging, entertaining, non-clinical way.
You know it when you see it. It is a bulbous cyst on the tip of humanity’s nose. It is overwhelming, ruthless, unmistakeable, and unoverlookable. Like powerful morning mustiness in a crowded subway car.