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Way back when I went to idyllic Pomona College, people couldn't understand why I refused to rock with so many of the Porsche driving frat boys, but happily spent time off campus in Pomona, Long Beach, Riverside, Compton, etc.

Why I had very little patience for rich kids playing college drug dealer, but went out of my way to help older students who had gang indictments, knife wounds, and violent felonies on their record, trying to reset their lives and get a liberal arts degree at 34.

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