Harriet nursed all manner of illness and wound, turning from none. Brushing through barriers of colored plastic strands, dipping herself, touching here and there. She was a fortunate woman, one who had found her true vocation
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it might be my favorite book i've read for my international women writers class. it takes place in jamaica. pretty dark, and kind of hard to get into at first, but very good. much better than the book we're reading now (the lizard's tail by luisa valenzuela) that i can hardly understand a paragraph of. ugh.
hope all your lit classes are going well/aren't stressing you to death. <3
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hope all your lit classes are going well/aren't stressing you to death. <3
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