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Calling the two blocks of brick shantys a “neighborhood” is like calling Chris Columbus an entrepreneur. Columbus had three wooden pontoon boats & a palace in the new world. My students have Columbus’ outhouses. I don’t even enjoy walking through there anymore. It’s not a stroll in the park. There’s only so much imperialistic shit you can step in and wipe away before you start to track it in your house.

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