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Wednesday, January 23, 2002
The cracks
I'm starting to show the stress. The long-dormant gene that controls my Brooklyn accent is starting to let it slip out. While I was born there, I don't really have the accent, though it is in my genes being a third-generation Brooklynite and my dad still has his accent. Personally, I've been asked many times over the past few months if I'm either from California or Canada because of my accent. But whenever I get really angry or really drunk, the gene starts to activate and I regain the dialect of the old 'hood.
Posted by Keith @ 01:18 PM ·
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