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Originally Posted by Queen of Sanity
hmmm....When I first moved to the south I didn't have a car the first few months. While waiting at a bus stop a car passing by with nothing but male caucasians, between the ages of 18-22 yrs old, saw me waiting. Being the beautiful black woman I am, they felt compelled to throw an empty beer bottle at me that, fortunately, missed contact and at the same time called me a "F*cking N*gger". This was in late 2004. Oh yeah racism is whatever the racist makes it alright. 
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When I was growing up, I had a bunch of of brown skinned people pin me against the wall and put a broken bottle against my neck. I was just a 'gringo pituko'. When I came to the US I was at OSU's block party and I was walking down the street when a bunch of brothers jumped me. Yeah, racism is whatever the racist makes it.
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