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Having no culture or heritage of my own to really grasp onto (my ancestors really liked to mix it up) I have to smirk when people get all uppity about their own culture. I mean, *I* manage to get along without it. I don't see how it's so necessary for other people.
I have friends who are all sorts of colors and it never really mattered much. All that has affected how I treat them is how they act.
I don't believe there is very much else to it.
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