

I have black people next door, and Mexicans across the street.
I guess that makes me the white trash.
My neighbor is black, but he's a karl malone type black redneck. His mother in law brings me fried pig balls.

Mexicans. Used to have a mexican family living behind me, and they were usually nice quiet people. Now and then they'd have a fiesta, but it was on the weekend, so it didn't bother me.
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We have this little old Mexican grandma who lives down the street and sometimes she makes us tamales or mole.
We also have the Mexican guys who sell strawberries, oranges, ice cream, corn on the cob covered in cheese sauce, churros,and these strange looking orange chips.
Some of you might call it the barrio. I call it convenient.
Lived in a lot of low income neighborhoods, my best neighbors were Mexican, Nicaraguan, etc. Quiet for the most part, family-oriented, not involved with crime or shady stuff. Hate the bad rep they get in the U.S..
"In nonsense is strength."
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