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| at people when I was 8 years old. At the Chicago Field Museum of Natural History. In an exhibit hall called the Races of Mankind.
I looked at elegant, bronzed scultures of people I never saw before. A regal, beautiful Zulu woman mesmerized me. Before her the only women who mesmerized me were Marilyn Monroe and Lana Turner. My father took me to my first White Sox game where I was more interested in the people sitting in the stands than the game. There, the subject of my attention spoke to me: “What’s wrong, boy, ant's you ever seen a nigger before?” Howard Blume |
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