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Memphis black’n’blues

I was a Muslim in Tennessee. Then I was jumped and handcuffed and thought I was destined for the bed of the Mississippi

By Sarfraz Manzoor   September 2002

I arrived in Memphis by an overnight Amtrak from Chicago, which left Illinois at just after 8pm and crossed the Mississippi at dawn. For anyone who loves American music, Memphis is a very special place. I grew up listening to rock?n?roll and reading about the civil rights movement. Memphis is central to both stories?this was where Elvis emerged and Martin Luther King died. I was about to turn 31. I had been working as a television producer for the same company for almost six years and was tiring of the cycle of empty routine and disappointments my life seemed to…

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