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the joy of kendrick
The actor and activist is a serious guy. He speaks with ease about liberation from police violence and the scourge of capitalism. But he also knows how to act a damn fool sometimes. By Kelly Stout
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It’s an early winter evening in Manhattan, and Kendrick Sampson and I are settling into a quiet if antiseptic corner of the James hotel lobby. Despite working on a single hour of sleep, Sampson (who turned 34 last month) manages to look warm and. Blessedly, when Sampson talks, it’s impossible not to listen.