The Refuge of Whiteness
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1 min readSep 7, 2020
We hide here, like a warm place in a snowstorm
Hot chocolate
We can leave but first we bundle up
To brave the elements
Our fingers get numb when we take off our gloves
We hide here, like a warm place in a snowstorm
Hot chocolate
We can leave but first we bundle up
To brave the elements
Our fingers get numb when we take off our gloves
The protocols of neighborliness are in contestation with the protocols of purity and the most important question we can ask ourselves is “Who is my neighbor?”