3 nights ago, I met trans prostitute looking for a Kenyan guy named Kuria. Kuria, how mean of you to go off without telling Preeti goodbye!
Today's beauty for me was a 4 year old little boy whose mother had taught him love and kindness; the world hasn't taught him prejudice yet.
I'm torn. I don't know which I hate more. Blind sycophancy hiding behind pseudo-consciousness or blatant ignorance hiding behind bigotry.