Do you know what it feels like to have power? Real power. To sit all of a sudden inside the wheels of power and speed through the city with your eyes wide, watching everything, making eye contact with everything—it was intoxicating. To roar through the city at speed and have no fear, and to see, to be able to see, the way a man sees, to stare, be able to do it without blinking, my God. I don’t know, maybe as a man it’s something you can’t understand. Your fear arises from the things you do, not the things that are denied to you. But Sunny gave the city to me.
