Hey, St.

Sanez, how are you?

What up with you all?

So we had an episode with somebody and I introduced a particular story that I feel like

this would be a good story to tell.

I'm gonna say-

And I really wanted her to tell it.

I'm gonna say it real succinctly.

Because I thought about it, you know, I was like, oh, this is a story I don't think I told on with the Paris,

which is I had moved to Chicago.

I was maybe about, I don't know, 23.

I'm from St. Louis.

So, you know, living in certain kind of

underprivileged neighborhoods

is not a strange feature in my life.

Yet at the same time,

I was unaware of the degree of the underprivileged nature of gene.

You know how they moved to my city. I correctly did not. And so I was at somebody's house because I was staying with somebody until I could get my first check to put down on an apartment. Okay. I'm in the little office room. They didn't turn into a bedroom because I'm living in there with a few times, a few times and like a bunch of systematic theology books. And so I'm sitting there on my

phone scrolling and I heard somebody come through the door. You know what I'm saying? And because

guess the house people, they weren't home. So somebody comes through the door and I'm thinking

it's one of them. And so he walks in, I hear him walking around the living room and stuff like that, mind

you, I'm on my phone.

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