moving to higher ground

“What are you reading there?” I looked over and Mookies sister was smiling in Prospect Park, eyes glowing like she was doing the right thing. We were in Brooklyn.

“It’s called Moving to Higher Ground by Wynton Marsalis. It’s a jazz book,” I replied.

Those who know, don’t tell. And those who tell, don’t know.   – Da Mayor

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