“Never in your life have you been helpless—under somebody’s heel. You never lived where your 140726illegalimmigrantkidsenemies held power over you, power to run your life or wipe it out. You can’t understand. That’s how come you stand there feeding me empty slogans!” Luciente bowed her head. “You crit me justly, Connie. Forgive me. I’ll try to see your situation more clearly and make less loud noises in your ears.” — Marge Piercy, Woman on the Edge of Time

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