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I think it was just heated steamed. Sometimes emotions boil over. If you ever been in a similar situation you kinda understand. I remember tearing up not necessarily crying but mad when the cops had stopped me from riding my bike when I was like 16 years old in edgewater at night . The cop followed me for a block or two before he stopped me with his siren. The whole time he was talking to me he was grabbing my shoulders and wrist periodically and asking me weird stupid ass questions before he decided to let me go (thank jesus). Held me for like 30 mins just to tell me I needed damn reflectors and a light on my bike. But he was asking about weed and shyt too. Not to mention it was night time and I was by myself on a block.Appealing to the virtues of white people.
"Do you feel empowered now?"
"Did you get beat up in school?"
"Did you not get any p*ssy?"