| | I live in New York and am a tall well biult black man...Everyday I'm literally shoulder to shoulder with hundreds of strangers as i ride the subway,stand in line at the coffee shop and walk down the street... So I'm asking for honest feedback (I'm sure i'll encourage a few ignorant remarks here) however when I enter your personal space as a stranger for whatever practical reasons (a crowded subway train for example) what goes through your mind,especially if you notice me breifly gaze right at you. |
