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“Human beings can't be "illegal" There's no such thing as an illegal human being. Human Beings can do illegal things but they can't be illegal themselves, that's a racist term that you're promoting. So when you like to think that you're not a racist person this is why you are regardless of what you think. We are not our perceptions of what we think we are, we are the realities of what we do and say, never forget that.”

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