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My Hair is Not for Touching

I went to the A & C Plaza with a few cousins. Yes, we roll deep. We went to a dessert café and ran into one of my cousin’s acquaintances. Introductions were made and as the man was shaking my hand he reached with his other hand to touch my hair. Continue reading

En Route to Dubai

I am currently suspended in the air somewhere halfway between Boston and Dubai. From the inside of my cabin I could swear it is nighttime, but it is actually broad daylight. So far, this has been my most enjoyable flight experience to date. This is my first time flying Emirates and if I can help it I will be flying emirates exclusively from now on.
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For the fear of the Ebola.

Imagine finally making it through the security line. Now all that is left is for you to locate your designated gate. You approach the gate and you see that the plane is already boarding. With your ticket out and ready to be scanned, you pass through the threshold and onto the flimsy bridge. The floor of the bridge reverberates under your every footstep. Just as you enter the airplane and survey the mostly filled seats it dawns on you.

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