IF THERE'S ONE THING WE LEARNED in all that civil rights shit, it's that a kid is potential in its purest form: either that guy can get himself in a bloom of beautiful trouble if you just keep him a little stunned, hit over the head with hatred and hypocrisy . . . or let him for a second open his eyes and the whole domino death mask goes tumbling, turning him into a passion-wracked preacher of peace.

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