The Answer is Always the Same

I’ve been many places and seen many things on this great earth. Being the only American is normal for me. Be it in the middle of the Ghanaian bush, a small fishing village in Japan or in the ghetto of Mexico City. It makes sense to me for people to want to ask me questions often in broken English. But one question always has the same answer…

“Madame/Señorita/My Sister…do you want to ride on my bike?”

In any language, the answer is always “No, thank you, sir.”


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