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"On the waterfront, there was a row of restaurants, and for a quarter, I'd buy a whole bag of fried shrimp, scallops, french fries. The black cook would throw it all in a bag, and I'd go up on the railroad tracks where there was a plant that slaughtered cows. We'd sit up on the hill sharing these fries, watching them slaughter the cows," Mr. Shontere said.