My manager and I were working the closing shift on a pretty slow night. You want to walk on the beach tonight? I asked. Why so you can mooch more beer... You never fucking pay for anything. He was right. I didnt. Not because I didnt want to but because my foster parents made me give them half of what I earned and then deposit the rest. They didnt want me to spend any of my money. You have to save it for college, was the mantra I heard every week. Forget the beer. Lets just go for a walk. After. The cracking ofwhips summoned us outside and, with other whip-wielding overseers flanking ourcolumn, we were marched to the docks. Once we left the enclosure, the overseersinsisted the slaves trot at a brisk pace. Even Dees couldn?t do this and Icould barely hobble at walking pace. We hadn?t gone many paces before Istumbled and fell causing the next two slaves to tumble over me to the anger ofthe overseers who then used their whips to sort out the resulting mess. Theother two couldn?t keep up. More

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