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He looked at me,
standing proud in a jail cell, and said
"Sylvie, when I talk to you, it’s on my street, you’re on my turf and you show respect. Those folk that ask questions like that, they don’t care about me, and they don’t care about my truth. So why should I give a fuck about theirs?" |