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As a Torontonian, we optimistically thought battle wouldn’t matter much. Certainly one of the defining maxims of y our tradition is, most likely, multiculturalism. There was a wKKK, recall the demagogic, racist terms of Donald Trump during their campaign, learn about yet another shooting of a unarmed black guy in the us, and thank my happy stars that I decided in which to stay Canada for legislation college, as opposed to likely to a location where my sass might get me shot if my end light sought out and I also had been expected to pull over. Continue reading “Dating While Ebony. The things I discovered racism from my online search for love”