Sunday Sentence

Another Sunday in which I participate in David Abrams’s “Sunday Sentence” project, which asks others to share the best sentence(s) we’ve read during the past week, “out of context and without commentary.”
Unknown“One radio blended into another radio, the congregation around each car standing with heads bent like at a funeral, and when a person left the circle of listeners the solemn face would remain solemn, the bent head would remain bent, a solitary fighter walking into the ring but without the robe, without the name emblazoned across the back, just a New Yorker in work clothes, walking forward, but really these walks looked direction-less except everyone, everyone, was walking uptown.”

Source: Adam Berlin, The Number of Missing. (It seems that I really have difficulty with the “without commentary” part of the Sunday Sentence project; I am compelled to add that I read so many sentences that impressed me as Sunday Sentence-worthy in the advance reading copy I received.)