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I'm disgusted and tired of this corruption, these white police act as if their is no law. I call them white degold because they're stuck in the past suffocating in hatred. All the wrong they did and do. I've come to understand those are the ones suffering and mad with themselves. This problem has been going long enough. These white devils are stealing hopes and murdering dreams.

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