As a black woman, when I found myself surrounded by white men draped in English flags, feeling their eyes on me, I walked with my head held high, but internally I prayed, “Wow, Lord." I remembered my mortality in those moments. I felt, yet again, a stranger in a nation that I had called home for decades.
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