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Facing Prejudice (#33)

It all began on a ridiculously average day in the middle of summer.  It was both, hot and dry, two words you can count on in California’s capital.  I was driving in the fast lane as I liken myself to Speed Racer and everyone else as mere impediments especially in 5 o’clock rush hour traffic.  Shaking my fist at all the slow pokes, I headed into the heart of Sacramento’s infrastructure where three different highways merge and bustling downtown’s on and off ramps met.  It was here that I heard a strange snap and instantly, my steadfast Subaru started to lose speed.  Immediately, I knew that i