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I dated a black woman once. I was fairly seriously about it, though we didn't get too far. We worked together, but since that office was extremely racially mixed nobody thought a thing about it.
The deal was, she had worked her way out of welfare to a real office job in civil service -- and good for her -- but the rest of her family were still part of the welfare culture, and they were around _all_ the time. I liked her, but I didn't want them being part of my life, especially since she didn't have any problems with the little scams they were always running (even though she didn't do so herself anymore.) I didn't pursue the relationship past a certain point, because that wasn't a world I wanted to have to deal with. Although I don't know if the deal-breaker here was so much cultural differences as class differences. Maybe a bit of both.
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