When I embarked on my flight to Charleston, South Carolina, I didn’t expect to find inspiration. I expected to find good food, nice beaches, and respite from the 9-5 many of us have to come to know. I also knew that South Carolina had participated heavily in the Slave Trade and maintained the remnants of the plantations that existed so that people like …
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