Your first impression is that we have some racial come-to-Jesus moment going on here, right? Well, turns out these women were traveling together. They are friends or possibly colleagues. And I just so happened to have caught them mid-stare, most likely before one of their many raucous laughs. I’m including this photo in my new exhibit, First Stop: Selections from A Streetcar Named Aspire, Year 1. Because, you know, first impressions and all. They’re not always right.