In all my twenty years as a black male in the United States of America, I can only recall two instances where I felt I was wronged because of my race. Though both are just part of my history now, they still make me sick to my stomach when I think about them. The first one I recall was when my family and I traveled to Orlando, Florida to celebrate my high school graduation in …showed first 75 words of 938 total…

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