START: Your white skin. You think it giv...

Small Island

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START: Your white skin. You think it give you the right to lord it over a black man. But you know what it make you? White. That is all, man. White. No better, no worse than me.
[...] END: We want the same thing – a decent home, some work, some self-respect, some love. We can work together. You no see? Man, we must. Or we just go on fighting each other to the end. Fighting and fighting. And what then? What then?

Edmundson, Helen. Small Island. Nick Hern Books, electronic edition, 2019, pp.183-4.

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