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I had my first experience of abuse when I was about four years of age. I remember being spat at by some of the other kids in the street where we lived. During that time, my parents had a little boy, my oldest brother. Had he lived, he would have been in his seventies now, but the terrible conditions led to his death at only eight months old. Why did those kids spit at us in the street? Song It saw.

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