At the mall urgently trying to find the Pottery Barn bc the Uber is waiting for us there. Friend shouts at me “you’re a white woman! You should know where the pottery barn is” and I swear to god an older white lady stepped out of the shadows behind us and said “follow me”
I remember being 18 and in my first Sociology class and reading passages of this and vehemently disagreeing and not wanting it to be real and now that I've seen the world and beheld it's wonders yeah it tracks