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Unbroken Soul by James Palmer is a captivating and compelling story that features themes of childhood, racism, juvenile detention, crime, and prison, all intertwined. Here is the official preview of the chapters;

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01

On February 25, 1994,

I was escorted into the federal courtroom under Judge Karen Smith. I was fastened in shackles from the legs to the waist as I walked inside with a group of officers enveloping me. I surveyed the entire courtroom, searching for familiar faces, but I quickly discerned……

CHAPTER

02

“Love yourself; honor yourself;

respect yourself; worship yourself; bow to yourself because your God dwells within you as you. “ From baba I recall the afternoon my friends and I indulged in playful melodies within Harmony Square in Friendship Village apartments, virginia beach virginia. It was the peak summertime when……….

CHAPTER

03

During the earliest years of my life,

my upbringing was heavily influenced by the people around me. Primarily my parents, my friends from church and school, and last but not least, the environment that I was surrounded by. They all played an equal role in transforming me into who I………

CHAPTER

04

Once I started getting older,

I began moving around quite a bit. I was 14 years old at the time. Exploring other neighborhoods brought about a fresh perspective, enabling me to think in new ways. During my time living in Friendship Village before everything changed, I will always remember the…….

CHAPTER

05

One day, my brother Jonas, Keith J,

my friend Timmy S, who grew up in Friendship Village, and a handful of other guys were shooting dice with me on Carver Avenue. Anyone passing by could readily see a group of young black boys throwing dice, whether they were on foot……..

CHAPTER

06

Meanwhile, once we reached New York,

we caught the subway, then walked some steps, and finally, we were in the Bronx. I had no idea where my uncle was taking me until we reached 164th St. Sheridan Avenue. I entered a six-story building with Uncle Que, and we took the…….

CHAPTER

07

I returned to Virginia Beach in the year 1984.

The reason behind the move was simple – Virginia Beach was a familiar place where I could easily reconnect with my family and old friends and work on the relationships that had been strained up till now. After spending some time at……

CHAPTER

08

Finally, Big B introduced me to RK.

A few weeks after I began selling coke, I was already looking to buy a quarter key. It was January 1987 when I met with RK around Atlantis apartments. He offered me a business proposition, suggesting I work for him. However, I made…….

CHAPTER

09

In 1990, I found myself on 16th Street,

engaged in a conversation with a couple of guys. Suddenly, a tall Jamaican man approached me aggressively, accusing me of planning to rob him. Despite the tense situation, I remained calm, hoping to prevent any violence. He seemed ready to draw a…

CHAPTER

10

Around the mid-1990s, my uncle

Elton Askew also known as Lil Que, mysteriously appeared in Virginia Beach after a long absence. Our last encounter was when my mother reached out to him for help while I was evading authorities due to robbery charges. In 1983, we embarked on a bus…….

CHAPTER

11

I used to hear stories about crooked

cops who would allegedly engage in the unethical practice of planting drugs on individuals. I had never given it much thought. While I was aware that such occurrences were possible, it is important to acknowledge that law enforcement officers, like any individuals, are……

CHAPTER

12

I was transported to Deep Meadows

Correctional Center in June 1992. My new temporary home was an institution known for its tight discipline and thorough rehabilitation initiatives. Upon arrival, I was swiftly given state-issued clothing, needed equipment, and thorough directions to my unit. Looking back, I can’t help but realize………

CHAPTER

13

After my meeting with the FBI and their colleagues,

around two months later, I was contacted by the employees at the correctional facility to receive legal mail. Because I had been expecting to hear from the courts in the near future, I mistook the letter that I got for having….

CHAPTER

14

On the first day of the trial,

each of us was escorted into the courtroom by a different officer assigned to us. We were all wearing handcuffs and leg shackles, as is customary for the occasion. The court room was filled with complete silence as we entered, and all heads…….

CHAPTER

15

After violating my probation,

I was convicted in a federal trial and subsequently transferred to a state prison to serve the remainder of my eight-year state sentence. The law states that the primary custodian is responsible for the custody of the defendant until primary jurisdiction is relinquished. The jurisdiction that……

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