Chapter 32
Episode 32
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The sting of those words, hurled like stones by those who saw only "your kind" and not the human being standing before them, still burns. Sixteen years. Sixteen years since the dry cleaners in Tooele, Utah, spat out their venom, their "We don't want your kind around here. You're nothing but a filthy savage, the only good savage
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