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laughed. It was funny to see a man as big as Adam laugh, or shake his head, or really anything. He was the sort of man you looked at and saw violent things coming from. Nearly three hundred pounds, over six feet, and muscular from a ten year stint in prison. And he had that way of looking at someone, any someone, but men in particular, that made them walk away from him. With women it did something else, and Tosh watched out for that too, but Adam had no eyes for any other woman. She was it and she knew it; didn't have to question it.
    “The day Harlem gets heated sidewalks is the day that they'll put another black man in the white house.”
    “Baby we got that,” Tosh told him. She had reached a section of walk that was shoveled and clear of ice both. A rarity after a heavy snow fall.
    “And did he get us heated sidewalks?” Adam asked. He looked at her google eyed and she had to laugh.
    Owning a car in New York was a tough proposition, Adam thought. They didn't have one, but it would be nice. That way Tosh could drive home from work instead of the Subway, and a long walk through a bad neighborhood.
    Adam's job was steel work. He was picked up every morning and dropped off again. For him a car or a truck would be a luxury. To her it was really a necessity. A necessity he was trying to work out, but it was tough to do.
    First you had to be able to afford to buy a car. Then you had to pay nearly as much for insurance as you did for the car. Then you had to pay for a place to park it. If you were stupid enough to leave it on the street it would be towed, stripped, stolen, or get so many parking tickets it wouldn't be worth owning. So you needed a parking place, and that would set you back five times what the shit box car you had managed to buy had cost you. Adam knew, he had checked into it. He sighed now thinking about it.
    “Stop worrying about a car,” Tosh told him.
    “I wasn't,” Adam told her.”
    “Oh, so you're going to start lying to me now?” Tosh asked him.
    “No,” Adam admitted. “Just pisses me off. I see these people that are on welfare driving a Cadillac and I got to say, what the fuck! I mean we work hard. We really do. I don't like seeing you have to walk.”
    Tosh laughed. “Baby, it's a handful of blocks.”
    “Uh huh, and you nearly bust your ass walking them,” Adam said.
    She laughed again.
    “Oh that's funny that you might slip and bust your ass?”
    “No,” She giggled. “Adam, God forbid the sidewalk that slapped my ass. I believe you would kill it, but I'm never gonna hit that sidewalk 'cause you're always going to be there to catch me.”
    “Huh,” Adam said. He laughed a little.
    “Well, you will be and I know it. So it doesn't matter,” Tosh said. “And besides, I like this... I like this walk every evening with you.” She slipped her arm further through Adam's own, and huddled closer to him. “And it keeps my ass nice and firm, “ she whispered as she leaned closer to him. She laughed and Adam broke into laughter with her. A skinny kid in a hoody, passing by them shrunk away from them, his eyes suddenly startled wide.
    “Hey it's just laughing, Cousin. Ain't gonna rob you.” Adam told him.
    “Baby,” Tosh said.
    “I know... I know,” Adam told her. He left off and turned away from the kid who seemed about to break into a run.
    “Sometimes it isn't about black and white,” Tosh told him. “Sometimes it's about you're a very big man and when a man as big as you does something as simple as laugh a little loud it scares people.”
    “Well that's funny because it's been about black and white for as long as I can remember,” Adam told her.
    “Baby?” She waited until he looked down at her.
    “It's true... Now stop... This is something I enjoy. Don't spoil it.” She held his eyes until he smiled at her.
    Their combined laughter faded into the gray of the evening as they moved off down the street.

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