When I take out my cell phone, and I'm alone in public, my coolness factor explodes by at least two and a half. People no longer stare at me awkwardly, judging, because both they and I know that this is a guy who has someone to talk to, so he has to be the man.
America is at a crossroads and I have a vision for what our future should be. I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal."
I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.
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