Censorship...Who Gives A F**k!!!
I was very young and lived in Chicago there were all sorts of interesting things
around to play with. My parents physically censored me by putting me in "baby
prison." They felt that certain things needed to be censored from me because of
their potential danger. So I was kept out of harms way in the playpen or crib.
As I grew older and was no longer watched by my parents 24 hours a day, I
realized that I was censored by others. In school, it was constantly no to this
and no to that. All that negativity is not good for children, all day long. It
was always interesting to ....
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