"I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer - its dust and lowering skies."
"Occasionally, as children, we might figure out how to call somebody a name, and they would figure out how to call us. But it wasn't - it was so light. It was so fluffy. I didn't really have a strong awareness of segregation and the separation of races until I left Lorain, Ohio."
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