“If you walked by a street and you saw a rose growing from concrete, even if it had messed up petals and it was a little to the side, you would marvel.”
– Tupac Shakur, Harlem, NYC.

I’ve been to NY many times now, but Louis introduced me to Harlem. Before my Sunday night flight, I revisited and found more than enough reasons to return.

This beauty was just one of them.

Thank you, followers, for indulging my Blackstory side journey.

And my thanks to you, NYC, for the first-hand reminder that Black History is thriving all around us, and for gifting me so many unique experiences with some of your most quintessential history makers.

[Ed. Note: This post is part of a one-time February 2024 mini-series that took me to NYC where I was treated to an abundance of Blackstories first-hand. In place of my usual February content, I chose to share my own real-time (-ish) lived experience to honor the vibrant people New York put in my path.]