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Ask your own soul what it would say if the next census were to report that half of black America was dead and the other half dying.' PROLOGUE Black America, some people said, was dying. And they wondered what they would hear in the souls of white folk when white America heard the news. Part of the story, perhaps, was told in June 1995, by the Supreme Court of all America. 2 The session of the Court had not been convened to determine the fate of black America-not explicitly, at any rate, and

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