The Aftermath of Being a Victim of Rape | #SmartBrownGirl

What moment did the memory hit me? It was something mundane, that led me down the road, reminding me of that time. That suppressed emotion. Turkey sandwiches, that was it. I was thinking of a homeboy who has gone on to be very successful and thinking, why did I never date him? There were hints of a connection but nothing ever manifested. And then I remembered, we had agreed that on a particular Sunday we would link up and go grab turkey sandwiches at my bodega, because...Brooklyn bodega sandwiches are a really special thing. But we never made it, I
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