My Dear Negro

My Dear Negro

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In a world of 1950 where the color of your skin determines your way of life and future, Susan Parks fights her hardest to show that a black person could have just as much success as a white person. She'll do whatever it takes to prove the racists wrong. No matter how much the caucasians pinned her to the bathroom floor-rubbing her skin harshly, and quote on quote 'scrubbing the dirt off of her skin', she'll still find ways to thrive. If she could be the first black women to become incredibly successful then maybe the human race might think twice about discriminating because of skin color. But the only thing standing in her way...... are laws.(duh) And the POWER that a white person would have if they stood between her and her goals.......even if she develops feelings for them. ------------------------------ I WOULD FEEL SO DAMN APPRECIATED IF YOU GUYS WOULD PLEAAAAAASEEEE CHECK THIS BOOK OUT🥺
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