While certain details indicate that this is a black neighborhood up north in a Michigan city, quite possibly Detroit as some have guessed, Morrison is deliberately not specific, allowing us to imagine that the Southside in her story could be any of a number of southsides created by the Negro migrations, including the southsides we readers may have lived in.

[T]heſe that accuſe him in his intent towards our wiues, are a yoake of his diſcarded men: very rogues, now they be out of ſeruice.

A second later, funky beats and distorted guitars kicked in, and then quirky hip-hop-style vocals with a country-and-Western lounge-lizard overlay.

She had pulled more than one case out of the fire with a brilliant closing.