Standing across from the National Portrait Gallery in Penn Quarter, D.C. comedian Eddie Bryant has a simple question: “The fuck is that joint?”
Here he is, sitting with fellow comedian Lamont King, at a bar. “We ain’t even got no grocery stores in Southeast. We gotta take care of ourselves, eat good, know what I’m sayin’?” Then he bites into a McDonald’s French fry.
There he is in a car, coasting through what looks like downtown: “This joint right here used to be the ’hood right here,” he says, his D.C. twang as crucial as his self-effacing message.
by Marcus J. Moore via www.washingtoncitypaper.com
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