Marcus, just seventeen, wandered the cracked sidewalks of the projects with the weight of survival etched deep into his every step. He was a Black teenager who had grown up learning how to make himself small, how to disappear when danger passed by.
Nights meant curling up on cold park benches or wedging himself behind dumpsters, hoping no one noticed him. Hunger was his constant companion, and trust was a foreign language.
Since his mother vanished months ago leaving only silence and a trail of broken promises—he’d been on his own, scraping by through odd jobs, scavenging, and hustling whatever he….Read Full Story Here…………
