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Terry Mack arrives to Miami from Haiti in search of a better life. His family settles in the inner city community and he attends public school where he meets his friends. He faces various bullies as an immigrant. He unites his friends and turns to gang life and crime for survival in the hood. His crew raises in stature and becomes adept at street life. His crew becomes renown in the streets before he himself is busted by the feds and deported back to Haiti for his criminal deeds. Zoe Pound is a hard look at the true plight lower status immigrants face as they deal with acceptance issues in the United States societal hierarchy.

Have you ever found yourself in a dark whole, in need of guidance out? Yeah, I have been there and honestly, it became a little too comfortable. I made my bed often times in this place and began to wonder if I would ever find myself again. What started as a hobby in one season, became a vital tool in the next. After a year of researching how to heal from trauma, God rekindled my love for art. I forgot how I could escape seemingly from this realm and dwell in another. But, this time it was different. I became intentional through prayer and meditation as I rediscovered myself through the word of God and art. So, with each phrase and page in this book think of who you are and who you will become. Know and understand that your future you will thank you for trying again. Believing that this is not the end, but only the beginning to a beautiful and whole you. As I look in the mirror today, I'm grateful for not believing the lies of what man has said. Instead, I think on what God has said about me, I'm his child, chosen, more than rubies or gold. I'm his masterpiece! Remember you are His masterpiece!

Autor; Tanisha M. Bagley es una ávida oradora pública cuando se trata de hablar en contra; Violencia doméstica, violación, agresión sexual y detener la violencia en su conjunto. Son sus propias experiencias de vida las que la llevaron a viajar y hablar con otros sobre no involucrarse con la violencia, lidiar con ella, denunciarla y, sobre todo; sanándote a ti mismo y avanzando, y aprendiendo a AMARTE a ti mismo. Este libro es un testimonio del tedioso viaje que Tanisha soportó a través de la violencia doméstica, la violación y la agresión sexual. Hasta ahora ha tocado la vida de otros mientras era una invitada destacada en el Montel Willams Show, Michael Baisden, Russ Parr, The Great; el reverendo Al Sharpton Show y también ayudando a la comunidad con eventos como The Tom Joyner; Promoción del movimiento Stop the Violence.Sus viajes, la han llevado a hablar en varios colegios; incluir; SCSU, Duke, Hampton, Xavier, Universidad de Maryland, UNC Chapel Hill y UNC Chapel Hill; Escuela de Trabajo Social, NC State, NCCU, Shaw and Shaw University Divinity School, St. Augustine, Universidad de Carolina del Sur; Sumter, Central Carolina Community College y muchas más universidades, escuelas intermedias y escuelas secundarias.El Departamento de Justicia y las Fuerzas Armadas también han optado por que Tanisha hable y comparta su historia entre sus compañeros. Ha capacitado y hablado con más de 3500 participantes; en varias Conferencias Nacionales de la Oficina de Desarrollo de Capacidades Comunitarias en Tampa; Florida, Detroit; Michigan y Phoenix; Arizona. Su trabajo y misión continúan hasta el día de hoy, haciendo más de lo mismo al hablar en varias agencias comunitarias, instituciones de aprendizaje y en cualquier lugar que la llame a hablar en contra de la violencia doméstica, la violación y la agresión sexual. Esperamos que aprendas algo de la historia de la vida de Tanisha; El precio del amor; El tedioso viaje de una mujer a través de la violencia doméstica.

I ventured into the insurance industry by accident. I can remember the exact moment it happened. It was 2012 and I recently closed my night club after 12 long years of dealing with everything that came with the nightlife. Bar fights, alcohol liabilities, competition, law enforcement, etc. The money was awesome, but it did come with a price. My days often begun at 3:00 pm and ended at 6:00 am. I loved dealing with people on an everyday basis, but the life had taken its toll on me. I needed a change.I befriended a club DJ who was from Brooklyn, New York. Ironically, our stories were kind of similar he had just left the housing industry as an inspector and was Deejaying part time until he could get back into a successful trade industry. He mentioned a P&C insurance class he had signed up for and suggested I give it a try as well.My first response was. “Insurance, man I can’t stand insurance, that stuff is boring and what is P&C?” He went on to say that he knew of a few insurance agents that were making six figure incomes and a P&C Insurance license was all that was required to start writing business and P&C stood for property & casualty. That sparked my interest so I agreed to sign up for the class, what could it hurt.Four 10-hour days of P & C insurance information was overwhelming to say the lease. How could someone learn all of this in this small amount of time, study for the test, take the state exam and expect to pass; it seemed IMPOSSIBLE.Until I turned it into a 7-million-dollar business in just 4 years.

In 1991 Jerome avenue in the Bronx belonged to Antonio Pintero and his Foo Crew. They were the talk of the neighborhood, going from peddling nickel and dime bags to pushing cocaine and money across town in packed book bags for a drug baroness by the name of Gabriella Braga. Suddenly, the need to make more money was something Antonio couldn't ignore. Once the idea is hashed to take out a rival group of pushers in the neighborhood, things begin to spiral out of control. Antonio instantly feels the pressure of the true drug game, especially coming from his step father Rolando who kicks him out of the apartment, cops in hot pursuit, and possible trust issues amongst his own group. With nothing left, Antonio ultimately decides he wants out. But will the path he choose be one destined for something better, or one leading to an abandoned road?

Hip-Hop at it's core is authentic and unapologetic without those two attributes, you ain't Hip-Hop! If you feel like you're disrespecting someone, when you say the word nigga, you're definitely not Hip-Hop. So, don't even put yourself in that space, especially if you feel you must hold your tongue when in the presence of Hip-Hop heads. The culture was created in the mist of poverty, police brutality, violence, racism, and a love for music. We stood on the shoulders of giants and road the waves of jazz, disco, r&b and rock & roll into the spotlight. It's now up to the new generation to carry the torch but respect your forefathers and recognize who's shoulders you're standing on. Study your Hip-Hop History so that you may continuously evolve the culture and keep the damn culture vultures at bay. -ANTWAN BANK$

Let’s take it back to the seventiesWhen Rap was born and made emcees. But before they could even bless the MicIt would be the DJ that rocked the night From the Message that rained down from Sugar HillTo the beat from chic that spun the wheel When the Godfather & Ms. Summer ruled the dance floorsIt would be a mighty Blow from Harlem to break down the doors Similar to the Chuck Taylor’s that graced the leagueThose fresh adidas, name belts, cazels & Lees would RUN our emcees Puma windbreakers, box tops and boom boxesBroke windmills, head spins and pop lockers Paper Thin emcees got ripped like nickel bagsLooking up into the Lyte, defeated; Cramming to Understand B-Boys gathered for blocks & blocksBreakdancin’ and freestylin’ as My Radio jammed the boom box Too many got laid down in the WestToo many hot bullets pierced too many black hearts Yet one bold young brother, kept on screamin’Life is Too Short! The Government, C. Delores Tucker, the President and Bob DoleSet out to censor the rap game & claim their own fame. But they got the Gas FaceFools this is Our Thing! -ANTWAN 'ANT' BANK$

Let’s take it back to the seventiesWhen Rap was born and made emcees. But before they could even bless the MicIt would be the DJ that rocked the night From the Message that rained down from Sugar HillTo the beat from chic that spun the wheel When the Godfather & Ms. Summer ruled the dance floorsIt would be a mighty Blow from Harlem to break down the doors Similar to the Chuck Taylor’s that graced the leagueThose fresh adidas, name belts, cazels & Lees would RUN our emcees Puma windbreakers, box tops and boom boxesBroke windmills, head spins and pop lockers Paper Thin emcees got ripped like nickel bagsLooking up into the Lyte, defeated; Cramming to Understand B-Boys gathered for blocks & blocksBreakdancin’ and freestylin’ as My Radio jammed the boom box Too many got laid down in the WestToo many hot bullets pierced too many black hearts Yet one bold young brother, kept on screamin’Life is Too Short! The Government, C. Delores Tucker, the President and Bob DoleSet out to censor the rap game & claim their own fame. But they got the Gas FaceFools this is Our Thing! -ANTWAN 'ANT' BANK$

Hip-Hop at it’s core is authentic and unapologetic without those two attributes, you ain’t Hip-Hop! If you feel like you’re disrespecting someone, when you say the word nigga, you’re definitely not Hip-Hop. So, don’t even put yourself in that space, especially if you feel you must hold your tongue when in the presence of Hip-Hop heads. The culture was created in the mist of poverty, police brutality, violence, racism, and a love for music. We stood on the shoulders of giants and road the waves of jazz, disco, r&b and rock & roll into the spotlight. It’s now up to the new generation to carry the torch but respect your forefathers and recognize who’s shoulders you’re standing on. Study your Hip-Hop History so that you may continuously evolve the culture and keep the damn culture vultures at bay.                                                                                                                                                                                                                   -ANTWAN BANK$