When Home Stops Knowing Your Name: The Last Black Man in San Francisco a Redefine Moment

We screened it at Bro Space on Marcus Garvey Boulevard a name that is itself a statement in the heart of Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn. The room was mixed. Not everyone in those seats grew up here. Some came recently. Some came from somewhere else entirely. And that tension between the people the neighborhood made and the people who moved into it after it was made sat in the room like a third character. This review is written through that tension, and through the Seven Dimensions of Wellness, because that is how we hold things here.


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