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I did go into a, I think, a white-only bar one time in Huntington Beach, California.

And I was, I mean, I'm about as white as they come, let's be honest, but I even I was a bit like unnerved by it. There's something about the place, man. It made me feel like there was really going to be like a rally in the back. But aside from that, I don't really, I mean, I guess living in Southern California, it's so multicultural that you're kind of forced into it.

Whereas the people who I sort of grew up with as well during the summers in Tennessee,

they never met a Mexican.

There was no such thing.

This is like, I'm talking about the 80s.

This is like when I was a kid out there.

In the 80s in Tennessee, that didn't exist.

You'd have a better chance seeing in Eskimo.

So, like, their worldview is very small.

So they didn't really have anything to measure it against.

Like, as opposed to me,

grown up in Southern California where you see like all kinds of everything. And then in Palm

Springs specifically, where it's a huge gay community, dude, I was just thrown in the mixer

with all of it from an early age. So nothing like really totally shocks me, except when I see like the overt, like crazy ass racism that

I saw in the 80s in Tennessee. It was wild. I couldn't believe, I couldn't believe how bold

they were. I watched, just to put some paint a picture here, I was in the backseat of a car, and I must have been 16.

And we pulled up at a red light next to another car that was a convertible and had four

black guys in it.

And the guy who was driving the car I was in, looked over at the other guys and goes,

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