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In 1970, DC was 71.1 percent Black. In 2017, it was 47.1 percent Black. Chocolate City is slipping away. Just take a look at the astronomical real estate listings or the “revitalized” neighborhoods. There are no historic firsts, no grand gestures, no monuments or museums that undo generations of exclusions under law, policy, and practice, or that

Not long after bringing her demented mother home to live with her, Gillian walked into the living room to find her beloved books, including sacred Buddhist texts, scattered across the floor. Her mother announced, “I’m tired of all these dusty old books. I’m going to give them to my dentist.” Gillian was momentarily trapped by her anger. She scolded

hair. I bought two boxes of Thin Mints and gave one to Hannah. “I took a brownie from your care package,” I said. “That’s fine! They’re for sharing.” She beamed. Any token of friendship made her so happy.

Then Michael wrote Cooked, and his agent—this was Binky Urban, a really powerful agent—read the part of the draft which described me, and she said, “Oh wow, what a charismatic character. Does she have any book ideas?” And he said, “Well, yes actually, she has an idea.” So I told her what I was thinking, and she said, “Yes, this is a good idea but