In the grocery store. We're checking out. An old (white) man stands in the aisle next to us which does not have an "open" light on, and says to the young black woman bagging us,"get over here girl." And she does.
I say to the (black) woman checking us out, "so he calls her 'girl.'"
"That's what he said."
"We're not from here, but we're old enough to remember how things were here."
"Yep," she smiles.
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