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240 pages, Hardcover
First published April 28, 2026
To run from something was not the same thing as being free of it, as it turned out.
I rode three trains every morning to get to this school, and on each I could expect to see at least one person in mortal danger. A very thin woman in very expensive shoes would be crying in her seat and the woman standing above her in a sweatshirt would be trying not to notice. In the passageway where people ran toward the number 7 train, a man with plastic bags wrapped around his feet would be begging for mercy. There was no time for his mercy, the running people said, their hair streaming behind them, no space in their bodies for what such mercy would require. I was one of them and there was no space in my body either. If you opened yourself up just a smidge, went the thinking, there was no telling what might come rushing in.