Fear and trembling on Broadway Ave, pt 2

(Photo by Jimmy Ha)

“Don’t ask me no questions, n***a, I don’t know you. I got a gun on me, so I suggest you do stop talking to me.”

Tough words coming from a young, redheaded, white kid. While he threatened me, he dug around underneath his sweatshirt near the waistband of his sweatpants, as if reaching for a gun. He never did produce it, but you never can be sure and this antisocial exchange only goes to demonstrate just how complicated it can be to navigate the divide between the haves and the have-nots, relatively speaking, here in Kingston, in the year of our lord, 2025.

At least if you’re a reporter.