From Baltimore, Wendell Tandy has little chance of getting Dining in the restaurant of the train, where German POWs were seated comfortably. He is sitting in another car reserved for blacks, smaller, more rotten, more uncomfortable.
South of the Mason-Dixon line, Wendell will sit in the fifth rand on the back of the bus in the spaces reserved for the companions of color and leave his place at White will claim that the drinking at the fountain marked "colored" off the sidewalk to let the pale face, be careful not to exceed a white wire in the car ... if he dares to raise his eyes to the white woman who waits his ticket to the next window, separated from hers by a cordon of 7.5 meters in the bus station in Louisiana, Wendell risks his life. Tandy Wendell knows he must keep his place in a social and psychological condition of a slave.
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