America 1982

He had received the most lavish praises, and he had harvested the nastiest curses. He was a guy whose every vein pulsed with defiance. He was a white boy who could never become a celebrity. He was a youth from the countryside in the eyes of the masses. He was Tommy Hawk. He had been reborn. Welcome to the story that tells of the American Dream in the first half and the American nightmare in the second. Let's invite Tommy Hawk to take the stage, in the winter of 2022.

A spoonful of the past · 都市

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Chapter 39: The Way Home_3

"Shit! Thank God we got the money and made it back safe and sound." After hearing the story, Tommy Hawk let out a sigh of relief, "Dad, are you really sure you know what AIDS is?"

"Of course I know, kid. Don't look at your father with those eyes. I know everything. I heard the bartender, Keith, say that only white folks and niggers get that disease by sleeping together. If you don't sleep with a nigger, you won't catch it. The reason it's popular in New York is there are too many niggers there, and the whites don't respect themselves enough. So, despite all the research, I swear I'd never fuck a nigger and get myself sick," Colin Hawk said with a swig of his drink and a tone of certainty.

"Maybe the medical center took you, gave you an anesthetic first, and then threw you to a nigger while you had no clue what happened, Dad." Tony seriously thought about it and then looked at the two men, suggesting a possibility he had considered.

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