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I am the people and the neighborhoods, the pretzel vendor and the bank president, the silver spoon child and the child who hungers. I am public forum and barroom debate, an investigative reporter and his angry subject, the jury's patient search for truth, a silent vigil outside City Hall, and I can hear, on this humid summer night, the voice of history's resounding approval.
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
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I am the people and the neighborhoods, the pretzel vendor and the bank president, the silver spoon child and the child who hungers. I am public forum and barroom debate, an investigative reporter and his angry subject, the jury's patient search for truth, a silent vigil outside City Hall, and I can hear, on this humid summer night, the voice of history's resounding approval.
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Jul 28, 2015
Jul 28, 2015 at 1:04 PM UTC
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