![]() Adjei-Brenyah, who was bound that afternoon for Philadelphia. “I guess I could have imagined looking more business-y, but I’m wearing what makes sense for where I’m going to be doing today,” said Mr. ![]() Sure, his turnout last week was a nod to practicality. Keenly aware as a salesman, and as a black man, that clothes can be decisive in the way one is perceived, he has mastered the arcana of racial coding - sartorial profiling, that is - a skill he exploits in his life and his fiction to comic and often unnerving effect. Adjei-Brenyah, 27, spent a portion of in his teens and young adulthood selling lofty down parkas at a mall, in his case the Palisades Center in West Nyack, N.Y. But of course there was more to it than that. ![]() “I’m on tour, and this is what’s clean,” he said. Adjei-Brenyah, the author of “Friday Black,” a much-lauded collection of short stories exploring themes of violence, racism and the excesses of American consumer culture, arrived for an interview at The New York Times wearing an acid-washed jacket, a black hoodie and jeans, his outfit so standardized, so coolly underplayed, that it defied interpretation. ![]() That’s not a comment on his literary output. Nana Kwame Adjei-Brenyah is not an easy read. ![]()
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