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Have you ever wanted to be noticed so badly,
you didn't even care what it was for?
You just wake up every day thinking, "I want to be seen."
To be completely honest, Danni Sanders might actually be the worst person
we've ever covered on this show, and we covered Hitler.
I wanna be important.
Okay, guys. Today, we're talking about white privilege.
So you know we need to talk about Danni Sanders.
…acting like she was the victim.
I think that that turned a lot of people off to her.
I wanna have purpose.
So I was just gonna bleach the front bits,
but I'm really not trying to get mistaken for Danni Sanders.
I wanna be known.
I wanna be loved.
And the award for Most-Anticipated Death…
- Danni Sanders! -I can't wait for her to kick the bucket.
- Don't-- -In fact, I'll do it for you.
- -That's a little far.
I'm not gonna go that far. It's a fine.
Not for me. I own guns.
I wanna matter.
Yeah, well, let me tell you…
Be careful what you fucking wish for.
Okay.
-Danni. -Yeah?
Had a chance to read that article you sent me.
-You did? -Mm-hmm.
What did you think?
Well, you've titled it, "Why am I so sad?"
That's just a working title.
"In a world surrounded by those who seem to have it all,
I've settled on a few reasons for my own feelings of emptiness.
The first is that I currently live in Bushwick."
J-Train Bushwick. L-Train Bushwick would be fine.
Just, like, somewhere you can get a decent matcha, you know?
"Reason number two, my lack of a private office at work."
Open-concept spaces really drown out my inner voice.
Finally, and this one really stuck with me.
Okay.
"Missing 9/11."
Yeah.
I was on a cruise with my parents when it happened.
In general, I think we try to avoid expressing any kind of FOMO about 9/11.
Did you read that article on The Cut?
The one--
It talked about how it was the single most formative trauma experience
for "zillennials."
And since I wasn't there,
I didn't get to share that bond with my peers.
You know, like, I didn't even know anyone that died.
Okay. And you don't feel like it comes off a little tone-deaf? Offensive even.
-Can't tone-deaf be, like, a brand though? -Oh, no.
-Isn't that what Lena Dunham does? -You don't wanna be like Lena Dunham.
I don't feel like you take me seriously as a writer.
That's because you're not a writer. You're a photo editor.
One who's very late on their deadlines.
Deadlines that should take priority over personal goals.
I've just been having a difficult time focusing lately.
And I've been having a difficult time ending this conversation. And we're done.
Okay.
Gonna load up the Headspace app after that.
-Hi, Harper. -Interesting article pitch.
Thanks.
Hey, Susan, I just uploaded the new draft for Tuesday.
Thank you. Oh, and great work on that RBG retrospective.
I can't believe you got that quote from her personal trainer.
Thank you. I was thinking of using it as my sample
to apply for a couple writers' retreats.
Oh, a retreat. Yeah, you would be a shoo-in.
Oh, thank you.
They love SCOTUS.
Hey, yo. Frame up on this shit.
-Colin, dude, how was the trip? -Ah!
Man, you know how it was. Lit as shit. Lick a tit. We did it.
Also, peep this. I learned how to twist it.
That's a scorpion joint right fucking there.
-That's so cool. - Yo, zoom in on that.
-He can't hear you. - I said zoom in on it.
No, do it like I meant.
We're gonna do it again. Gotta do it again. Everybody back inside.
-Hey, Danni's in the house. -Okay.
Um… Oh, I've had a crazy morning.
I just found a new shortcut for sharpening in camera RAW.
That is great, Kevin.
It's Kelvin. My name-- it's-- it's Kelvin.
No. I don't think so.
Okay.
I'm pretty sure, though, that, um…
- Sarah's coming tonight. - Like, Sarah, Sarah?
Yeah, Sarah from Cubbyhole.
-So you're drinking tequila tonight. -Yeah, I am.
It's the tequila
It's the tequila
Wait. What's happening tonight?
-We're going queer bowling. -Yas, queen! Slay!
You know me. I'll probably just drink alone in my apartment till I black out
and call my old best friend from high school, or something.
Is this queer bowling night only for LGBTs?
-Yeah. Yeah. -Okay.
You know…
…I made out with a girl at an NYU party once.
So, I might be bi.
-Not with those nails. -
What's wrong with my nails?
Just wishful thinking.
You guys are so lucky. You have, like, a community. You have a parade.
-You have your own bowling night-- -Yeah, being a minority is great.
-Right? -
Well, have fun.
-I hate straight people. -Uh-huh.
-Hi, Mom. - Hi.
-You wanna hang out tonight? -I can't. It's Friday.
Oh.
Yeah, no worries. That's all good. I understand.
Girlboss book club is pretty… unmissable.
Hi, it's your favorite writer, socialite, scammer, Caroline Calloway.
I'm here in London right now to meet up with my UK publisher.
You guys are such a big part of why this is happening. Fucking love you guys.
No way. Je obsessed.
Colin.
Oh, shit. What up, honey? Yeah, I can't take a pic right now, but--
No, no, no. Danni, from work.
-Danni. Yeah. What's good? -What are you doing here?
-Do you live in Bushwick? -Me? No. Fuck no.
-I'm so-- -No. No, I'd never live here.
Uh, no. I'm supposed to be going to, uh…
there.
Matcha Baby.
Plus my plug lives here, so two birds, one stone.
Yeah, I smoke marijuana, like, all the time.
Ever see one of these?
Other side.
Okay.
Oh, shit.
Good.
Yo, Colin! It's that weed blogger from Depravity.
Hey, yo, shorty. What up?
Yo. I love your videos, man. Costa Rica looks sick.
Let's go, baby! Stay up, boss.
Aight. What up? You good?
So cool that you have a fan.
-Oh, yeah. I got-- I got a bunch. -
That's just one.
Hmm.
So, like, what are you?
Like, at Depravity? What are you?
I'm a-- I'm a writer.
I started in the photo department, but I'm transitioning.
And then I'm looking to, like, develop my work more by, like, uh, traveling.
And maybe, like, going on one of those writer retreats or something.
-Oh, you're going on re-treat? -Sort of retreat.
-What? -You're going on re-treat?
-That's tight. -Oh, I just got invited to a re-treat.
Retreat's actually coming up next week.
I'm going to Paris for it.
Shit. That's dope.
-Hey, get pics. -I'm gonna get lots of pics. Yeah.
By the way, this was laced with mad wax. So your tolerance must be OD as fuck.
Damn, ma.
Good luck in Paris, Jenny. Good to meet you.
Danni.
- What's up? -My name's Danni.
No, it's Colin.
I'll see you at work. Or I guess I won't.
Oh!
Fuck me.
Oh.
Why, Danni, why?
Why'd you do that?
Okay, crazy bitch.
Paris. Paris, Paris, Paris.
All right. How much are you, Paris?
Shit.
-What do you think? -
Should we call Mommy and Daddy?
See if they'll buy us a ticket? Will they know that we're on drugs?
Just kidding. I know that you're not on drugs.
Guinea Weasley,
you're a fucking genius.
Hello?
Susan. Hi. Danni. I had a question.
If a really big opportunity came up,
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