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I remember the first time my sister brought home a black guy to the house, and how controversial that felt, judging by the reactions. My mom's very accepting of things like that, but I recall that it was the first time that I heard my grandmother voice her obviously racial viewpoints. I was like "god, how can my sweet little grandma be such a biggot".
I adore women regardless, and if she's a different race, then thats just nice spice. Then if someone gives me a hard time over it, I'll either laugh at them or beat their ass, depending on the situation.
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