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What is this world coming to? I ask myself this every single day. But this? This takes the cake these days. They are people out there murdering, raping, and stealing things or a lot more value. How can somone steal education? How can someone steal their children's future for them? Who really has been stolen from, is this woman and her children. That judge, that jury, they stole their lives right from under them. This country isn't what it used to be. This isn't the land of oppurtunity any longer. Are we that destitute to ruin the lives of a struggling family for $31,000? Really? Black History Month is right around the corner, and this disgusts me to my core. I wanted to cry after I read the story. This is terrible. If you're reading this, spread the word about this. Take the minute that it takes to sign the petition. 1 minute, that's all it takes!


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