The Keeper of Meridian River
The Harlem of 1924 sang. It sang in the brass notes of the Savoy Ballroom, in the poetry of Langston's verses, in the feet of dancers who moved to rhythms older than America itself. And at the center of this song stood Marcus Johnson, a man who had returned from the Great War with a purpose heavier than his uniform. Marcus was thirty-two, broad-shouldered from military service, with eyes that...
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