Status Updates From Swing Time

I love this wembledon/pizza place/race war scene so much. It reminds me of what I admire most about Zadie Smith's writing on a micro level. She engages with racial and ethnic identity and dynamics and tensions and relationships with such blunt humor and candidness and fearlessness, in a way I have yet to find in any other writer.

"I should have been the closest thing he had to an ally, but every conversation we attempted went awry somehow, the way he understood the world was so genuinely alien to me that it felt as if he occupied a parallel reality, which I didn't doubt was the real one"