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I see the sadness in his eyes. Giving all the the knowledge he has but feeling despised. We arelearning! I feel the courage in his words. Shouting with every adjective and adverb. We hear you! I taste the salt in his tears. Giving away wisdom that...

Looking up at these red and white concrete giants Thinking about the time when I was young and defiant. Apartments shaped like beehives. Pow, Pow, Pow everyone tries to run and hide. Later on that night we would sneak out with sponges, mops an...