Elijah knew his agent was right. The sanctimonious New York art scene would swarm to something as potentially agitating as racism like a pack of hungry hyenas. But while he believed in the message of that one piece, he didn’t want it to consume the others. After all, this trip had already exhibited a variety of colors beyond everything just being black and white. And the more color he allowed himself to see, the less distasteful Natchez seemed. Pg. 86
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