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How do I keep my drawers from bunching up?
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Lady Ruby was behind the long wooden bar. Her shoulder length red wig was slightly askew and she was wearing a voluminous silver wrapper on her tall large-boned frame. She was also sporting enough silver jewelry on her wrists and fingers to be officially declared a mine.
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August first, 1834, the British freed its slaves in the West Indies. It was the beginning of slavery’s end in Great Britain, and abolitionists everywhere celebrated.
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So, having been dismissed by his mistress while pining for a woman who belonged to another, he rode out of the city to the abandoned plantation his good friend Hugh had purchased, and hoped he had some cognac on hand.
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The common man need not ask because I am unavailable to him, but for a man who matches me in strength and purpose—there is no cost.
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To aspiring writers, I say : Don't give up. Storytelling has been an integral part of the human condition since the beginning of time. Don't let anyone tell you your dreams don't have value. They do.
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I hear you’re in line to inherit your uncle’s wealth. That makes you quite the heiress. Not many Colored women can claim that.
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Careful, young woman. Smart-mouthed females are prized here.
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Never mind then. Do what’s best for her. Not you. But if you need me to ride north, let me know.
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Even though he was glad they’d have a second chance, that chance wouldn’t be with him, and because it wouldn’t, sorrow rode him. Logically, he understood the state wanting them placed with people of their own race but his heart didn’t believe that should be the only measuring stick. What about caring and commitment? Admittedly, he knew next to nothing about child-raising, but he and the twins could have learned along the way. Maybe sometime in the future similar situations would be measured differently, but today in 1870, he’d be losing his boys.
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The name and accomplishments of Oscar J. Dunn have faded so much over time, he has all but disappeared from the history books. The controversy surrounding his untimely death remains unresolved. No one knows why his family refused the autopsy, or why considering the numbers of other Republicans who claimed to have had the same symptoms, Dunn was the only one to die.
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What your mother means is that we could hear you snoring soon as we pulled up into the driveway. No way was I going to risk my hearing by going into your room.
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The Death Books Zahra and her forces were hunting were real, and they are referenced in Adams’ Congressional testimony, as well. In my humble opinion, a full historical treatment of Henry Adams and his contributions to the race is long overdue, so all of you true historians out there, the ball’s in your court.
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Embarrassed by her admission and doing her best to ignore the heat searing her cheeks, she dragged her eyes to his and found a quietness waiting there that spoke to her wordlessly.
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Rand studied him and then nodded as if he understood. “Preacher was a force to be reckoned with, but there comes a time when who we were no longer fits who we’ve become.”
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The brown paper bag test was well-known. Eddy always saw it as both shameful and ridiculous.
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Just because women whore doesn’t mean they don’t have hopes or dreams or desires of their own. There is little glamour in taking strange men into your bed.
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She didn’t want to have to spend her days battling her reactions to those male eyes of his, but then again, maybe she’d build up an immunity to them, the way children built up an immunity to the pox.
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Once word got out about who he really was, he was sure Wally was going to be ecstatic over never having to publicly acknowledge him again.
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Archer got the distinct impression that he’d offended her. An offended whore?
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As he’d noted before, the decision to cross the color line had allowed him to reap many benefits, but it had cost him, too, and this time that decision would haunt him for the rest of his life.
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Who're you supposed to be, Creflo Dollar's Mini-Me?
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Thank you for loving me, Kent, because if I was married to him, I would have killed him so many years ago, I’d be paroled by now.
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She dearly hoped her gender would not be a problem because she did not have the time to educate a man on the fine points of what a woman of the nineteenth century could achieve.
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