Giving into Temptations Growing up in a middle class neighborhood in a Detroit suburb, I was an easy target for taunting because I was small and skinny, loved to read and do well in school, and never had quite the “right” clothes. My biggest tormentor was a girl named Gloria, a couple of years older than me. When Gloria made fun of my red tennis shoes (when white shoes were the fashion) I went home crying to my mother, “I’m going to get her!” Getting back at that girl was a big......

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