Two sights on the same stretch of street, the same day a few weeks ago:

1) On the way biking in to work in the morning:

A (young) (black) woman in a gray car with her window rolled down, making a lefthand turn and singing along to that Rihanna song that goes "work work work work work."

2) On the way biking back from work in the nighttime, maybe like at 9:30pm:

A (young) (black) girl in shoes with bright white flashing lights in the soles, standing between a car parked by the curb and a van idling in the street, and these (black) adults in a group around her talking loudly, and as I get closer I can hear Creole or some West African language or something.