My story ain't shiit, but it's my story cotdamnit,
. Probably my 3rd time mentioning it. This is 2004, I'm living in DC, randomly watching Big Tyger's show, I think it was still Rap City, on BET, he has some baaad chick he is talking too. Never got the name and moved on with my life.
I was working at a hotel in DC. There was a black celebrity basketball game that weekend and a bunch were staying at the hotel. So I'm at the front of the hotel, the lobby is very quiet and empty right now, it's a sunny day in the middle of the summer. I see a petite woman, by the physique, come out the elevator with a hoodie on and baggy sweat pants, real incognito, but I catch a glimpse of her brown skin face.
Not knowing her name or what she does, but reaching back into my memory banks from a few weeks prior, immediately
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She walks outside to wait for a taxi. Forgetting that I work at the hotel
, I go outside with all the smoothness of a rock quarry, and stand beside her, her hoodie covering her hair, in the middle of a sunny downtown DC, and say "Hey, didn't I see you on the..umm..... Big Tyger joint?" Yes, I said joint
. She looks up at me, and although, very little makeup on, her skin is beautiful, and these big doe eyes look up at me in my hotel employee uniform with this face...
She nods her head affirmatively, and then I remember, I'm at work. I nod my head say ok
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I turn around and stop being a groupie of this ghost-like figure. Never asked her name.
Go on with the rest of the day, see a few black celebrities. Work is over, I head to Wendys on K Street to get something to eat. Close to Wendys is a bookstore, which I rarely go into, I get to the magazine sections, and what do I see
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