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Slavery in the 21st Century and the 13th Ammendment

When my fiancé and I arrived in Aruba, my only knowledge of the island was a missing white girl from a few years back. Well, that and the resorts for which I had come. The first few days we spent there we did the typical bourgeois things such as sit on the beach and swim and cool off in the cafes. And, if only to highlight from which subsection of the middle class I hailed, I even did some status signaling by reading while on the beach—Dostoevsky, anyone? I’m not going to lie, the cool tranquil waters and dry heat wave were idyllic. Read more.

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