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His name was Henry Wallace Hampton, and he was perched front of me, his eyes squeezed tight shut, talking very fast. So fast I could barely understand, much less process his words. But I felt an odd connection to this middle-aged African-American man with the lame arm he kept tucked up against his body like how a nested bird holds its wings on a cold winter night. There were a few moments, strange and a little eerie, when he seemed to reach into me and pluck out images as if they were marbles, rolling them around in his head before he shot them back out.