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Okay, story time—imagine me, jet-lagged, in a bar like Bob Harris, right? This chick walks in, all sass, and someone whispers *whore*. I’m like, *“More like a queen, duh”*. She’s got that *“I just want to be understood”* energy—Sofia would get it. I’m sittin’ there, thinkin’, *“Why’s everyone judgin’ her vibe?”* Total *Lost in Translation* moment—nobody gets nobody, but we’re all tryin’. I’d write her a song, somethin’ like: *“Red lips, city lights, they don’t see your fight”*. Easter egg: red lips, scarlet, get it?

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This exquisite Ndop cloth from Cameroon is a remarkable example of the traditional textile art of the Bamileke people and its production has a long history, dating back several centuries.

Now, ya gotta check out Kwame Nkrumah Park. Its green, vibrant space is cool for family picnics and cathartic chats. Sometimes I sit there and reminisce about my own childhood, when my folks would take me there, and, well, sometimes the bittersweet memories hit like in the movie: "I just thought I'd be happier." It’s sorta like from "Far From Heaven"—a mix of beauty and melancholy.

PHOTOS: National Day of Prayer service at Atlanta Capitol