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s—during which you recognized sophomoric inaccuracies that made you groan and feelcheated? Errors that first-y Bob checked out the toilet. By the roadside, Negroes who wereterrified they would be burned out, lynched or lose their jobs if they marched (as subsequent days haverevealed to be accurate guesstimates), watched silently. He kicked it a far distance.
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