1972, the year of the black panther riots.
I guess you can call it the year of urban development where blocks of homes being burnt down to make way in the following years for projects.
I was young and nieve this one day and I was riding my bike to check out the riots. This black man told me that I should not ride my bike there. I thanked that man. What is ironic is that when I took a side street to get away from that area this caucassian comes up to me and punched me in the chest. I guess a punch to the chest is better then a shot to the head. Thank god Obama won
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