Two black kids waiting for the bus. Their body languages says they aren't quite siblings, but closely affectionate.
The boy is older, maybe 15. Long hair in braids. Serious.
The girl looks up, stands close, listens.
I pass in a car, windows down. I gather just enough of the conversation for it to land.
"Did you know that 1 in 3 black men go to prison."
He looks to see how she's taking in this betrayal.
"ONE in THREE".