I was wearing toe shoes and walking at night down a darkish street and saw from the reflection of the distant street light that there was a bunch of broken glass on the sidewalk, which I walked well around. Meanwhile, you, a nice looking young black man, were walking the opposite direction. You looked at me like "are you really stepping three feet out of your way to avoid me?" and what you said was a sort of forcedly friendly "Hey." I wanted to say "It's not you! It's the toe shoes! There's fucking broken glass!" I didn't say this though. I said, "Hey." I just hope that was clear.
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