" The Baltimore where I reeled around drunkenly for years, and got hassled by the cops exactly once—for impersonating a deity—was White Baltimore, which, if mapped, would look like a tenuous network of interconnected nodes laid over the terra incognita where the majority of the city’s inhabitants lived their lives. That other Baltimore, hungry and disenfranchised and heavily armed, written off by politicians, pushed around by the cops and called animals on the Internet, was always a block away. "

― Tim Kreider