Kiara stood at the front door of the one-story building, ready to make the leap of faith to enter the industry. She knocked on the door of the grey brick building. It looked as if it used to be an old rental place or even a flipped house.  As the door opened, she felt her anxiety well up inside of her. In front of the open door was a pale white guy with red hair. He wasn’t paying much attention to her as he was looking do...