The Penitent
The last note of "Strange Fruit" hung in the air of the Cotton Club like smoke, and Josephine Beaumont stood at the microphone watching the audience slowly find their voices again. They clapped because they were supposed to clap, but she had seen the faces in the front row during the chorus—the ones who understood the words and couldn't do anything about them. She finished her set at two in the...
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