"Somewhere under all those papers on that table is a reserved sign flipped over on it’s face. That’s right, these folks just waltzed right up into the reserved area and straight Deebo’d a table. Then I looked across the room and witnessed a late-middle aged White woman sit down at the birthday cake table. The cake said Happy Birthday on it and took up damn near half the table for fucks sake. Then a White guy walked past the wine selection in white socks and sandals.

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This evidence would suggest that a good number of White people are simply… comfortable."
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