Tales from Abroad (11/15/2013)
Rubber? Does anyone have a rubber I can borrow?” I overheard a girl shout in my studio art class on a rainy Thursday afternoon. I immediately took out my headphones to ensure I heard right. Yes, I had heard right. I dropped my charcoal stick and thought to myself, “Did she really just say that? Did she really just ask for a condom in the … Continue reading Tales from Abroad (11/15/2013)