Or at least that’s what the award-winning screenwriter says in response to the innocuous-to-the-point-of-pitiful interview-opener: “How are you doing?” Strangely, he is not referring to the state of ...
Jason Reynolds arrives for breakfast at the Busboys and Poets on V Street one winter Saturday, he looks, atypically for a writer, like a model—black Saint Laurent coat and boots, black Rag & Bone ...
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