Per my Aunt Becky’s research, the following was true: There were no Black people in Salt Lake City, Utah. Therefore, she reasoned I had no business going there. Her theory ended with me being kidnapped, raped then killed. I rejected both her research and rationale, jumped on an airplane for the first time in my...
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  I remember it being the tail-end of my sophomore year in college, and I’d fallen in tremendous like with a girl and shot my shot, as they say. I wasn’t exactly sure how it worked: me, a girl, asking another girl if she wanted to go out “like that.” But I did, and I...
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