 But I have to confess that coming up in Chicago at the time that I did, I saw a lot of my own black authenticity in being able to hang, being able to walk into a bar in a somewhat rundown neighborhood and, you know, know the slang, know how to look people in the eye, not look them in the eye, know how to ask for a drink, know how to get up next to this woman, know how to get over, know how to cop, know the ins and outs.