I’m a queer woman in my early 30s living in Baltimore, MD. This afternoon I was home teaching a virtual workshop when this racist kevin I’d never seen before pounded on my front door to ask if this was my car, then proceeded to tell us to get that thing off your car before launching into a string of aggressively hateful rhetoric. I support black lives matter and have the message White Silence = Death in neon electrical tape on my rear windshield. Purple shirt kevin knocks on door to yell at residents for sign on window. Neighborhood, day time.