“There is one friend in the life of each of us who
seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an
interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.” —American
fiction writer Edith Wharton (1862-1937), A Backward Glance (1934)
*Not Like Us: *More than A Minor Impact on Hip Hop’s Future
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