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I said, If I was a Negro girl- He placed his fingers across my lips so I tasted his saltiness. We can't think of changing our skin, he said. Change the world-that's how we gotta think.
Sue Monk Kidd
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Sue Monk Kidd
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: August 12
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