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| © courtesy Barbara Brodsky |
posted 1/30/2013
When I was a kid, I had a friend down the street named Kwame whose older brother was mentally handicapped. This gave Kwame license, he felt, to make fun of other mentally handicapped folks he encountered. Of course, if anyone else made jokes about his brother, they'd get their ass beat quick.
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