The New York City subway ride can be quit interesting. Sometimes I feel like I've left my country and ended up.... Where??? Mmhhh, Asia?? When I lived in Brooklyn and got on the N train that's exactly where I was. Yes, I was in Korea, China or Vietnam. Lovely people, they all looked at me, the little blonde American girl, sitting there with my pretty blonde hair, my beautiful blues eyes and oh yes, my clothing. Always dressed soo charming. Most girls should be jealous of me. I'm a roll model for all girls, how good you can look at forty something. Tehe
Now when I first came to the city, I lived in Spanish Harlem. Let me tell you what I experienced on the 3 train, full blown prejudice, YES!! In 2013!! Schocked I was!! And now, unlike the sixties, I was the one getting targeted!! Lets just say, many Brown girls would not sit next to me!!! Not only that, I had one teenage girl say to her friends, " if I knew that was going to be in here I would have never gotten on this train!" Lord and behold it was horrible. Can you imagine!
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