The Potty Mouth Granny

  • The South Shore Country Club: A Palace, A Fall, A Resurrection

    Before I knew anything about its history—before I understood architecture, class, or the way this city moves—I knew that place as something else entirely. Me and my friends used to go there when we were teenagers to go swimming. And baby… that place was filthy. Not “a little run down.” Not “needs some work.” No.…

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  • Segregation Was Not Our Golden Age

    When I see Black people online talking about how segregation was somehow better for us as a people, I feel something rise up in me that I can’t ignore. Not just frustration—something deeper. A kind of ancestral irritation. Because what are we really saying when we romanticize a time built on restriction, humiliation, and enforced…

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