I’m annoyed that while eating a sausage in Swan’s Market in downtown Oakland, I don’t see one Black person among a crowd of 100’s eating lunch. The only black person I see is the one that’s being talked to and ticketed by the police and the homeless man pushing a cart. This is disturbing.
I remember when Swan’s Market was a place filled with black folks and other people of color buying meats and stuff for gumbo, carnitas and tamales.
I’m not blaming the wealthy dot.commers and such, but somebody needs to do/say something.
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Kimberly considers herself a maverick, which means an unorthodox or independent-minded person or an unbranded calf or yearling. She prefers the first definition.
A writer, an architect and historian, an artist, and most recently, a musician, she is fascinated with juxtapositions like positive and negative, beauty and ugly, sublime and repulsive, black and white, reality and fantasy; and with the notion of the “other” and what it means to be human. She is also a bit obsessed with simulation theory. Kimberly currently spends her time between playwriting and bartending at her favorite dive bars.
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