Someone warned him there was a homicide there last week. We went anyway. We were late - really late. Ten minutes was all we got, but the minutes were not wasted. Come back, a woman said and gave me a half hug. She called me sweetheart. What was there to be afraid of? After that we drove and drove and drove. And then drove some more. We drove until we should have been in bed. MLK, Goodfellow, Natural Bridge, Broadway, 14th, Florissant, Delmar, Kingshighway. I'm getting to know my city, thanks to my driver.
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