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On September 28, 1996 a man walked into my fathers home and slashed his throat. He stabbed my father in so many places that not one of my fathers biological systems were operating on its own. Because my sisters accidentally tampered with the evidence, the man was not convicted. Today we discuss why murder and violence tends to be rampant in black communities across America, and what is the solution.
