Monday, October 16, 2006

look out! a foreigner!

Time freezes. Cashiers stop passing products over the bar code reader. Men turn around and look me from head to toes and back to head (I think they're also reading my bar code).

...a solo white woman has entered the supermarket...Sirens go off, all the alarms ring, gossips behind my back....Sometimes I think that if I pulled up my t-shirt and showed my tits, their eyes couldn't be wider open than they're already.

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