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Racism

MagicalDancingBunny

Leituras 32
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Leituras 32
Votos 2
Capítulos 2
Tempo <5 mins

MagicalDancingBunny

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Just writing my feelings about racism. I don't know how long it's gonna go. I'm African-American and part Portuguese so yea. Comment, Vote. Love you guys! 
!!! WARNING: This book contains some mild/rude language. Viewers discretion is advised. Don't worry it's not that bad :)Todos os Direitos Reservados

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