After now close to three months of living in Paris, I was beginning to believe that my neighbors were to be heard but not seen. I was even getting frustrated because I wanted to meet my white neighbors as soon as possible so that they would get over that first utter shock and surprise to learn that I was Black. Try as I ma…
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