““Xenophobia doesn't always look like a monument of shame. It doesn't always look like ridicule and jeering. It looks like a room full of people and nobody to sit with. It looks like conversations buzzing all around me with no way in. It looks like one person at a time, taking notice of the ways in which I differ, and expressing quiet disinterest and revulsion. No one, big public humiliation. Many small, private disappointments.””