It’s hard not to feel like an outsider as I maneuver an oversized pick-up truck around sharp corners in suburban Cleburne. My phone shouts directions from the far side of the cab, and I’m painfully aware of the 6 Stones logo emblazoned on my doors. Here in the mid-cities, people know that brand. In Cleburne, we’re…

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We’ve been lied to. It’s unclear where the deception began. Somewhere along the line, though, we all started thinking that we couldn’t work together. Couldn’t serve side-by-side with people who were different from us. We separated. We segregated. As a people, as a nation, and as individuals, we stopped collaborating with anyone who wasn’t exactly…

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