Yesterday there were some white people came by my house to visit and they were somewhat shocked by how peaceful it is on Clay Street. These were Annapolis residing, knowing full well the reputation of Clay Street, type of white people and they were surprised by what they encountered. Nothing. No issues, no car theft (although they did ask “am I okay to park there?”), no robbery, no drug offers, no intimidating looking groups on the corner, nada. They were almost disappointed to have their long preconceived notions shattered.
“Clay is good”, I told them laughing a bit. Then I proceeded to give them a sticker reminding them of what I had just told them. Thanks again to that anonymous donor of the stickers, much appreciated.
Of course as soon as they left all the trouble came out of the closet, the fiends snuck out from the alleyway and out from under rocks, the entreprenuers made their way to their favorite corners, the wind blew trash down the street, gunfire started cracking as cars whizzed up and down the street, dice games broke out, melee just ensued…
Not at all really, although that is what the stereotype will have you believe.
“Today was a good day” -Ice Cube
Peace from Clay Street, its not what you think it is silly white people.
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