I don’t know why this didn’t register with me until last night, as I watched the reports coming out of Minneapolis:
Cup Foods, the market where MPD officers killed George Floyd, was four blocks from my last Minneapolis address. I went into Cup regularly for cigarettes, drinks, & Middle Eastern snacks twenty years ago. I lived just south of E 42nd, the border between Bancroft & Northrop.
That was almost twenty years ago now, but that realization made this cut even deeper. George Floyd’s killing didn’t happen in the state I still think of as “home” — it happened in my old neighborhood.