Garden Circle, 1963 (HIATUS)

Garden Circle, 1963 (HIATUS)

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In October 1929 the stock market didn't crash. In September 1939 World War 2 did not begin. Instead an economic boom continued and increased in the ever rising United States. Instead of focusing on economic problems or beating the Axis the country focused on their main problem, at least to the eyes of the many rich politicians, the FBI and the business men they were all in cahoots with. Anti-American ideas, Anti-Capitalism and the rise of Communism. That's why the government funded "Culture Schools" began to pop up all over the United States. These schools taught the glories of capitalism and skills necessary to improving stature in life. It also taught you that women were under men, the poor were under everybody and the white man was above everybody. Yet you wouldn't notice it when you went to these schools, nobody notices it until they see these ideals stuck in the minds of their former classmates around them. The neighborhood of Garden Circle is full of alumni like this. From Damsel who's a doormat for her man to walk on, to Dodgers who wanted a light skin daughter but ended up with a child dark as night, to Apple who's uppity and hates the poor, to Gardenia and Vincent who can't stand "nappy" hair. But the 1960s are a time for change, even in this America. Maybe the people in this little neighborhood will change too.
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