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In 2005, Jim and I were 16 and living in a small town dead smack in the middle of South Carolinawhere people openly talked about how scared they were of Muslims, when they weren’t working, playing golf or cheering on the high school football team. The two of us were part of that second wave of white kids who had discovered Straight Outta Compton (thanks to Grand Theft Auto: San Andreas) and thought it was the greatest thing to ever grace their ear buds.