Aside from taking me and Daniel for a meal every now and then (he was the only elder to ever feed us; didn’t these rich black people know we were hungry?) and buying me a suit for graduation without me even telling him I needed one, Dr. Joyner also gave me the most important advice that I did not listen to: Fellas—sitting across from me and Daniel in Mama Mary’s, his favorite diner, he unfolded a white napkin and started writing out a few principles—all this work you’re doing, all this work we got to do, is liberation work. Got to be about liberation. And he gave me the most dangerous advice,
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