Geography is dead.
A man asked me where I was from, I told him Chicago. He asked me if that was near Nigeria. I didn’t have the heart to tell him the truth, it was 95 degrees out, and he came from a place in Northern Africa that’s not even on the Map. Life as an immigrant in Italy can’t be easy for him.
So I told him it was just West of Nigeria
Waaaaaaaaaaaay West.
