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It is 1990 and I am returning from the US Open. It is after midnight and I am on an uptown subway platform with a friend. Grand Central. I notice 4 20-something black men up the stairs by a staffed ticket booth. They catch my eye because they are doing what I called the "duck and cover". When a train comes in to the station, they run halfway down the stairs, they then duck to see if it is their train. Not being their train, they run back up to the relative safety of the staffed ticket booth. Cover.

It is only natural, regardless of race, to take in your surroundings and incorporate it into how you carry yourself.

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