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: Again, Kako, you have wise words. Without
: learning, there isn't much point to life...
: and your metaphor about pure-bred dogs vs.
: mongrels is very true. Especially with
: minorities because, as a people, we have
: suffered so much violence, to declare that
: we are 100% positive of every one of our
: ancestors is just rather absurd.
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: My father's family were slaves in Romania
: for centuries, before escaping to Bohemia
: and Moravia. Before the escape though, they
: were Roma, sure enough, but I doubt anybody
: can proclaim a slave race to be pure-blooded
: anything. Also, so many of our children
: have been stolen, historically--and this
: happened to my ancestor--that it's hard to
: maintain a rooted basis to knowing our
: culture. It's not the grown-up child's
: fault he was stolen and doesn't know his
: people's language or customes, but not
: everyone wants to see that.
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: I will pass on your dog comparison to my
: father. I'm sure it will make him laugh.
: ok good one - ever gypsy has a story to tell examp i remember the late 40s and all the 50s which was high times - my first mem is of me in the back of those old 50s cars dome light on and my dado behind the wheel arm around a lady not my mom and all i smell is perfume - then the cops come guns out one othr time and one look from my mother and i ran 10 blocks at 7 yrs of age to tip off my old man - and i seen my mother washin out his suit of blood in a river when ther was fights - and my first toys was dice loadin drills and my old man handled a pack of cards like surgen handles a scalpel - and i seen 50 grand or more come outta paper bags after crap games when i slep in the car outsid of the best country clubs in America - and more and more- nobody dont ask me ok.
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