"You look like a two-bit punk to me. You got the eyes of a yellow cur." "You ain't got no prize-winning eyes yourself." "Don't give me none of your lip, punk; I'll knock out your teeth." "I could knock out your teeth too if I had on a sergeant's uniform and three big flatfeet backing me up."

A police raid on a Harlem tenement, with the sergeant shoving his face into a suspect's

— Sheik in Harlem Cycle #2 - The Real Cool Killers (Chester Himes, 1959)


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