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“The man does not remmeber the hand that struck him, the darkness that frigthened him, as a child; nevertheless, the hand and the darkness remains with him, indivisible from himself forever, part of the passion that drives him wherever he thinks to take flight.”

– James Baldwin, Notes of a Native Son

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