Well, I'm from the south Bronx. Born in the crack era. The epitome of redlining and mortgage discrimination. I grew up in America, but my childhood pictures look like I grew up in a war ravaged shit hole. I'm from Webster avenue. If you've seen "a Bronx tale", that's where I'm from (except they couldn't really shoot the movie there because...)
Guess what we had to do to survive?
Guess what we won't have to do anymore come 2040's?
I am an anomaly. I was lucky enough to have a rich god mother who sent me to a private school. I went to school with mafia kids from Little Italy who showed me some other shit. Nobody else I know was lucky enough. I ain't have time to teach everybody, I did me till I got the fuck up out of there.
Anyway, long story short: your grandfather got his shit split because niggas was hungry. When people get denied basic necessities, shit happens to those who have.
Sorry for your loss.
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