The bodega, normally open all hours, is closed when I arrive home from work, but several people are gathered out in front of it, looking at some notices someone has taped to the metal shutters.
I lead the dog around the block in an effort to wear her out so she'll sleep well (old dogs, like people, tend to sleep poorly, and wander the halls at all hours, troubling the ghosts, startling the shadows, and keeping everyone else awake), and walk her by the bodega to see what's up. A woman stands in front, holding a sharpie, while several others sign pieces of paper taped to the storefront that say, "WE SUPPORT YOU."
"Care to show your support for the bodega owners closing in response to Trump's immigration ban?" the woman with the sharpie asks.
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