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The token thing in this was that there adult were only, like, three black kids adult at my school. The majority was Mexican, then white, then Asian, and then like three adult black kids. In this group, there was one black kid, named Tyrell, or something. He was pretty much the only guy I got along with. And, I was excited about it. The excitement of someone who has never experienced real life before, that sort of thing. A blind man being able to see. I mean, I never had a black friend before. It's not a racial thing, but I've never carried on a conversation with a black guy, never really been introduced to one. I know it sounds funky and sort of strange, but it's true. I wasn't surprised to find that black people were humans too, it's not like that at all... Just, all my life, been friends with Mexicans and white kids. It was sort of amazing to meet someone different.
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