Friday, November 30, 2007
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Back on the Wal-Mart trail...
Night camp: Wal-Mart at Dayton TN
Our Peripheral Existence
Being a minority in both caste and class, we moved about anyway on the hem of life, struggling to consolidate our weaknesses and hang on, or to creep singly up into the major folds of the garment. Our peripheral existence, however, was something we had learned to deal with, probably because it was abstract.
The Bluest Eye, Toni Morrison