DISCRIMINATION WAS ONCE DEFINED by where you were allowed to sit on the bus; today it may have more to do with where the bus is allowed to go.
Cynthia Wiggins was a 17-year-old single mother struggling toward a better life. She was engaged to be married and had dreams of being a doctor. Every weekday she boarded the No. 6 bus in her predominantly black Buffalo, New York, neighborhood for the 50-minute ride to Cheektowaga, a white suburb, where she worked as a cashier at Arthur Treacher's Fish & Chips in the glittering, white-marbled Walden Galleria Mall. Often during the...
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