The desk clerk was a hard-looking woman, someone who spent too much time in the tanning bed. Her chest had sun marks and her face wore the texture of a rubber mask. Her garish dyed red hair looked burnt against her tanned brown skin, and her hands were unmanicured.
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“Oh sweetie, I don’t smoke reds. Do you have Marlboro Lights on you?” The man took out one of the reds from his pack and handed it to Deb. “Oh, hell.” She offered a shaky smile and accepted the proffered cigarette. “I guess beggars can’t be choosers.”...
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Whenever I die, please don't allow my image to be co-opted by the power establishment. Don't let my name & likeness be used to argue for peace in the absence of justice. I believe uncompromisingly in the liberation of the black, poor and oppressed from systems of white supremacy
I love seeing ppl squeeze books into even the smallest moments they get. The cashier reading a few sentences between customers at the grocery store, the person thumbing through a page while waiting to cross the street. Few feelings better than finding a book you can’t put down.