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It is a warmer brisk night.  More than tolerable, less than pleasant.  I walk my neighborhood, enjoying its safety.  I pass a man holding a toddler.  He greets me, soberly, with his head down, as one does when greeting a stranger at night. As we pass each other, a little toddler voice greets me as well.  The strangerness lifted for just a moment and we three shared a giggle over the sweetness of a toddler greeting.    

There are moments when my continent is irrelevant.  I am not a nurse or any other title or color.  I am just a girl taking a walk, as girls do sometimes..    

H.A.