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I will not say I am from the streets, but my parents, on the other hand, were all from the good streets of our hometown, Evanston, where we learned to read and write just to join gangs and fight, stay out, be another teen dropout, or keep going to monthly court dates from selling drugs all night. Our hometown, Evanston, was more like living that Chicago life. But walking in my shoes at another view, I was in a private school. They made me kinda book smart, learning different types of information as a younger fool, reading letters out of the encyclopedia, and learning words I didn’t know, which I look up in a dictionary.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
I will not say I am from the streets, but my parents, on the other hand, were all from the good streets of our hometown, Evanston, where we learned to read and write just to join gangs and fight, stay out, be another teen dropout, or keep going to monthly court dates from selling drugs all night. Our hometown, Evanston, was more like living that Chicago life. But walking in my shoes at another view, I was in a private school. They made me kinda book smart, learning different types of information as a younger fool, reading letters out of the encyclopedia, and learning words I didn’t know, which I look up in a dictionary.