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One out of ten inhabitants in black areas of Washington was a drug addict. These two addicts, who first attacked me but later invited me home, live only three blocks from the Capitol, whose white dome can be seen in the background. Although members of Congress dare not go on foot to their homes after work, they continue to increase military expenditures in their paranoid fear of the rest of the world while making cuts in social appropriations. Of what use is the bulletproof vest when death comes from the heart? A month before I stayed with these addicts, a cop was shot in their hallway, and a woman was murdered in this very room—the last glimpse she got of this stronghold of democracy and freedom.
E, D or C St NW, Washington D.C. – August 12th, 1973
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