Hearing frantic knocking on the door, I wondered if I had locked the inside deadbolt sometime during the day. When I opened the door, a short black woman rushed in, asking "Why did you lock the door?" I stared in surprise for a moment, until she realized she was in the wrong apartment. "Oh I'm sorry, " she laughed and ran back out. All I could manage to day was, "I thought you were my roommate."
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