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And I was in the slim minority of whites whose love of a childhood sports hero overwhelmed my powers of discernment. I wished the Columbian drug dealer story into plausibility.

Even yesterday, when I saw the news of his passing, I had a moment, a very brief moment, of poignancy. Inner child.

From your subtitle, the slow chase, thankfully I was at the Knicks Bulls playoff game at The Garden (MSG). I could see from my seats into some of the luxury boxes and saw that the network had cut away from the game to show the chase. I would have seriously lost my shit had I been home.

I saw your story hit my homepage feed. I didn't get a subscriber email. Did you check that box?

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Marcus aka Gregory Maidman
Marcus aka Gregory Maidman

Written by Marcus aka Gregory Maidman

Living 17,043rd human life. I am Marcus (universal name) or you may call me Greg; a deep thinker; an explorer of ideas and the mind.

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