I Was Beaten Up By Three Strangers for a Brushed Shoulder

Being able to run away taught me about privilege

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The year was 2008. 19-year-old me was super excited having bought my first motorcycle that I’d be riding every day to college. But first I needed to get it registered with the local authorities, and since I was only learning to ride, I’d chosen to walk to the registration office to…

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The Maverick Files

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Thinker, finance professional, loving husband, a doting dad, fitness enthusiast! MBA in Finance & Marketing and Comp. Science Engineer. www.themaverickfiles.com

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