Her Hair

While riding my university shuttle, I used to stare at women’s hair. They were mostly young white women like me, who would sit in rows facing each other at the front of the bus, compulsively checking their phones. I would ride to campus in the afternoons and just gaze, marveling at how well-coiffed they were, all of them with the same long, straightened, voluminous hair—the hair that sets the standard for all other hair... By Rachel Wilkinson.
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