Dear African Brother.
This is addressed to You because, because men from other races rarely exhibit such revolting behaviour. Where is the issue my brother? Yes, this was written in IsiZulu so it's directly translated, pardon me. Why do You have to touch my arm? Or try kiss my face? Can You not just ask me to stop, politely. You can say "Hi" and let me continue walking. I'm not saying I'll consider Your proposal, but honestly I prefer You hollering "You're beautiful" from a distance than all the bullshit You do. On top of that, You insult me by calling me, and my Mother, all sorts of names. Do You even know my Mother? She's more of a woman than Your Mother will ever be. Purely because she raised me, and I'm a decent human being. I don't walk around uttering all sorts of profanity in the presence of other humans. Especially for something as trivial as not responding to someone's hello. Kahle kahle, iphi inkinga bhuti?
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