It was my neighbor from upstairs. He was ringing to chat with me and make sure I was good. In his words, the whole time, going back to the wellness check, he “thought I went on vacation and forgot to take the trash.” =/
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It was my neighbor from upstairs. He was ringing to chat with me and make sure I was good. In his words, the whole time, going back to the wellness check, he “thought I went on vacation and forgot to take the trash.” =/
In the words of my 65-year-old neighbor, “Find someone who’s going to love you. And if he’s not black, let him love you anyway.” Read more on spottieottieblackgirl.com!