3:00 AM is always slow for a cabbie, and October 26 was no different for Mahboob-ur-Rahman. At precisely 3:09, Mahboob was startled to see a blue man with earrings and an enormous jewel encrusted gold—helmet? headdress?—get in.
Mahboob couldn’t resist: “Who are you?”
“Isn’t it obvious?” the passenger said, eyes glinting. "I’m Black.”
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