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Tobacco Road

“Got ana change?” “No, sorry.” “How bout a cigarette? “I don’t smoke.” I’ve counted seventeen people panhandling in a twelve block radius, in all colors, shapes and sizes. There’s the heavyset black girl with a huge sign reading: PLEASE HELP…HAVEN’T … Continue reading

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