"Stay woke," he whispered, a mantra he couldn't help but repeat. “Too late,” the song seemed to echo in his mind.
He was in too deep. The paranoia was his own, his own "n-s creepin'," his own, private, self-inflicted hell. But as she walked toward him, the red light bathing her in a kind of surreal, dreamlike beauty, he realized that it didn't matter. The risk, the fear, the, yes, scandalous nature of it all... it was worth it. Redbone
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