There was the one basic storyline, which everyone knew, with the few custom endings to choose now and again… — Taiye Selasi
There was the one basic storyline, which everyone knew, with the few custom endings to choose now and again. Basic: humming grandmas and polycentric dancing and drinks made from tree sap and patriarchy.
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