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Picture dis: dark alley, red lights blinkin’. She’s rockin’ leather, attitude screamin’. I’d say, “You’re da bomb, girl!” – motivatin’, Ahnuld-style. But den – bam! – cops roll in. “Ze party’s over,” like in da film. Sucks, man. Zought in my head: dey deserve better, ya? Not dis hide-n-seek crap.

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I got my quirks, too. I always get a bit mad at the potholes on Birch St – they’re stubborn, like bad dates that just refuse to go away. But heck, they make for great stories later. And I get happy watchin’ the sunset off Harbor Point. That sky? Pure poetry on a budget!

Determination drives Harvey Gantt from racial barriers to incredible achievements