I miss the NYC that shaped me and set me free. #MommyFab
In 1998, I moved to New York. The perverse racism and segregation in #Chicago was choking me. The decline in unity and cohesion in the #Black community was breaking my heart. With both my parents dead and no siblings, there was no reason for me to stay.
Out of the #Midwestern pool of mediocrity, I yearned to be exceptional and #GREAT.
So I ran off to New York, I was in search of a better life. A life where my #humanism was not marginalized by the color of my epidermis. My upward mobility was not totally aligned with my zip code. A life where I could be #HUMAN, where I could unleash my true self – AND BE GREAT.
In my travels, I was at a party? chatting away, networking and such. I happen to strike up a grandiose conversation with a Chinese girl from Uptown. Eventually we would both…
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