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I had a friend named John who use to bang at our back door 6 o'clock every Saturday morning. He was the only white kid I knew that lived in the Projects.He lived right down the street from me on Joesph Pl. 
My sister would always yell" That fat crazy white boy ,is banging at the back door again !" I'd yell "He's not crazy,he white but he's not crazy !" 
John was a little over weight weighed at least 200lbs for a 17 year old ,Hell thats alot of weight. He always wore the same Camouflage pants and white t-shirt every day. 
It made me feel kind of good . Because I only had one pair of pants that I wore every day also. Then one day I looked in his closet and noticed he a had a whole wardrobe of camouflage pants and white t-shirts. I'm thinking maybe my sister right, he is crazy! 
But he was my best friend,my buddy. It was always good that he came over so early on a Saturday morning. Because most of the kids in the neighborhood where sleeping. And when they seen John and I playing together they would tease us . They'd say "Why you playing with that fat white boy,who ya'll supposed to be!" 
See in the Projects you were either a Rap Group, Breakdancing Crew or a Drug Dealer. John and I was neither,we just had our own little Secret Ninja Gang. Lol... the good ole days


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