Today in Bushwick- We left 299 Stanhope and found an enormous line of cars down our street. First one honked, then another, until every car was honking- some steady on the horn, others tapping over and over. We thought this was very strange. And then, with all the honks creating an eerie chorus, I see a woman in a passenger seat, window down, holding a flower. She is sobbing uncontrollably and tears are visibly streaming. We keep walking. Several cars have small signs that say 'funeral'. One woman has her arm out the window and is knocking her fist on the car repeatedly. The whole thing was very surreal.
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