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“Naturally, I carry not a distinctive card between white and black; however, I resist and fight discriminating and inhuman conduct between black and white in whatever way by whoever. My heart and prayer stay in the rights of the victims since equality speaks humanity; otherwise, transparent justice becomes crucified; it's a mentality of evil.”

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