I walked the Ghetto Cat Loop this morning in 31:30.
OVERHEARD
“Your name’s Ann Love? Her name’s Ann Love!"
—clerk at a register at the Levy O'Reilly's Auto Part this morning to his customer, an African American woman named Ann Love, as he pointed toward a European American woman two registers down. Imagine the odds against that. I mean, it probably happens all the fucking time at Old Navy, but I'm talking an auto parts store
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