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Today, I was standing at the window and I saw the couple who live downstairs leave the building. They're both white. He is from Kenya (but he only says he grew up there) and she is from the US. He was wearing a bright yellow shirt. I don't think I could ever wear a bright yellow shirt. Pink maybe. But bright yellow? I wonder if she chose it for him. Probably not. He is the type who would choose to wear a bright yellow shirt. Looking at them walk towards the gate of the complex, I got a sudden pang. I don't know what it was. Here was this white guy who had grown up in Kenya and now he was walking around Cambridge with a bright yellow shirt. Soon they were gone and I was left staring at the path. I went inside and made myself some green tea.