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SIN AND DEATH IN SAINT'S CITY

Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 1417    |    Released on: 20/03/2024

soul; they transformed me into a justice crusader as I staunchly defended my beliefs. Though outwardly appearing soft-spoken, my inner circle

Kelly initiated a lively opening argument that injected a tangible energy, almost like liquid fire, into the r

c intrigued them. Kelly exuded confidence, his voice carrying an otherworldly intensity,

ar testament to his unwavering

uded a captivating presence; his physique rivaled that of a GQ model, a fact accentuated by his large muscles. Surpr

o the matt

lf deeply engaged, much like Kelly, who was fervently pouring his heart and soul into the di

the discussion to gender equ

ne asked, her

to gauge how you all handle a subject like th

e would become fully engrossed in the new topic, allowing the initial subject to fade from our minds. By the ti

was certain Saint aimed to steer us away to prevent any potential harm. Eventually, K

ting views, we emb

rity between male and female presidents, the marginalization of women in certain cultural practi

ent carried weight. A previously undiscovered part of me reveled in this unex

peak, he responded with a smug smile, arms crossed. “Isn’t it odd th

“What do you

r ancestors

people as they are for white people. I daresay you guys even have it

who doesn’t even know a lick about what’s going on i

, “Language! Remembe

nts. The entire class, too, seemed to awaken to the unfamiliar rumble of Drew’s

; I follow the news,” Kelly asserted

d. How can you assume equality for white and black folks when you’ve witnessed the

d on the discussion about gender equa

d. “My stance remains. Disparities persist between black and white individ

olled h

ted, “Elabo

still aren’t treated as equals to white peopl

y sn

,” Saint acknowledged. “Are there ot

le

any th

aughter emerged stra

now you all understand w

t are you sure you want

e for open dialogue.

e inner curtain drawn, allowing the dying sun to seep in. The view of rolling hills a

ally spoke. “The rich don’

ed as the group subtly

hing said here goes

said. “I think Drew is blow

reement rumbled t

, please,”

he glanced at Drew—“who argue about racial opportunity disparities, but

s, feeling the lingering pain where

etty color-blind no

u’d say that,”

whis

that people like you have you

!” Sain

uys seem completely oblivious to t

ou think?” Sai

? What about the double standard – when a white kid sags his pants, it’s considered fashionable, but when a black k

ound rumble, causing a few people to jump. Moments later, rain beat ag

, and people thought it was f

table. “What does Tupac h

just pointing out that there are black people who

he top,” Alpha mentioned. “We’re dis

m saying. With enough hard work, black people can be treated eq

what you guys effortlessly get? Why does Kyle face police assault fo

up on tha

ptions. Have you observed the disparity in representation b

hieve success instead of relying solely on pra

ickhead!” Drew glared

dre

situation had escalated too quick

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