Monica in NYC

i thought this would be about food, but it's turned out to be about race, gender, politics, and puppies. oops. but there's still some food sometimes.
I have piles and piles of black friends. They come to my home, I marry them, they use my bathroom. I treat them just like everyone else. the justice of the peace who denied the interracial couple their marriage license
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