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“Black Lives Matter. Everybody knows that.” I have to respond without sounding overly excited that he’s a decent human being, so I blink a few times too many and settle on, “I mean. I don’t know about ‘everyone.’” “Nah, they know.” He nods and does a kind of shrug. “They just pretend they don’t get it or they’d have to admit that they disagree.”
I don’t understand it. The police are still nearby, I’m still lying to my parents, and if the news is to be believed, this place is a powder keg that could explode at any moment. But it feels like therapy, not chaos.

