The leap he made up the coast looks small when compared with the grin on his face barreling down a Berkeley hill after a class on Scrabble strategy at Cal.
He’s riding on nerves and anticipation; he’s just been told this will be the harshest reality shock of his academic life.
A third year transfer from Pasadena community college, he’s not here by accident, this is an example of the system actually working.
We coast side by side, he kicks a watermelon thrown into the gutter and we both confess to feeling the heavy head wind of rolling alone here.
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