The Breaking Beyond Repair
I wanted to share something, but struggled to do so because it may not translate well... Nevertheless, I do so anyway. This anklet in this picture has literally been around my left ankle for 20 straight (never removed) years—bought it in 2000 from a beautiful Pakistani brother that I became fond of and him of me. He asked questions out of curiosity and genuine interest. So I shared things concerning African-American culture with him and he with me about Pakistani culture. I supported his business regularly in Upper Darby, Pennsylvania where I lived at that time. When I opened up my bookstore in Upper Darby he visited me and purchased several books from me... a bookstore that was extremely short-lived because the locals hated that it (I) was there. But I won’t elaborate on that. So on last evening as I slept somehow my foot got caught in the anklet, and half asleep I aggressively pulled it away and bro...