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“Yeah,” he says. A young man in a white   30  I punch my username and password into the   5
                  T-shirt staggers toward us, “Grrrrr,” he says. He’s   computer, and Richard bows down to me like
                  gnawing on something. I move to sling him one of   I’m to be worshipped. Angela nods at me like a
                  the SlimStraights in his size — he thinks it’ll make   proud mama. While I’m gone, Angela will take
                  him popular at school — but stop because of how   my spot in the PoleFace TM  section. It’s the lull, so
                  quickly Duo tosses the right kind of jeans to the   she can handle it.                   Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah
                  customer, who takes them and limps to the register.  Outside the store, the Prominent is bloody   40
                     “You understand them?” I ask.           and broken, so I can tell it’s been a great Black
                     “Now I do,” Duo says. He kicks at a tooth   Friday. There are people strung out over benches
                  that’s lying on the ground. Then he shows me   and feet poking out of trash bins. Christmas
                  a small bloody mark in the space between his   music you can’t escape plays from speakers you
                  thumb and forefinger.                      cannot see. Christmas is God here.
                     “That’s Black Friday.”                     I’m hungry. My family didn’t really do the
                     “This is my first.”                     Thanksgiving thing this year — which felt like
                     “Well, the worst part is done,” I say, kind of   35  a relief except I missed my chance for stuffing.
                  smiling, trying to see where he’s at.      I’d offered to help with some of the shopping.
                     “I don’t know,” he says.                My mom had lost her job. I make $8.50 an hour,
                     “Yeah,” I say, and continue on toward the   but I saved. Mom, Dad, sister, me. But then we
                  register.                                  skipped the whole thing because we don’t really
                     “My break is after yours,” Duo says. That’s   like one another anymore. That was one of the
                  retail for Hurry up, I’m hungry.           side effects of lean living. We used to play games
















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                    The Ricotta Eaters is an oil painting by the Italian artist Vincenzo Campi (1536–1591) that
                    hangs in the Museum of Fine Art of Lyon, unflatteringly depicts a group of peasants eating
                    a staple of the lower classes of Italy at the time.
                     How does this painting comment on social class? How does Adjei-Brenyah’s story
                    use similar  strategies to make a different point than Campi?
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