NYU Black Renaissance Noire Winter 2014 - Page 119

“I see. Well, it’s your yard,” he said, turning to go to his own house. Not two weeks after that conversation, he dropped dead cutting his own front yard. They said his heart gave out. I felt my own heart racing as I sat on the backdoor steps, which reminded me of my primary concern my primary concern these days, Prexylin. How to market it? What were its properties? Take one gold triangle and you can go