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“We are tired of the pretense that we have special privileges and the reality that we have none; of the fiction that we are queens, and the fact that we are subjects.”

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Lillie Devereux Blake

Lillie Devereux Blake was an American author and social reformer, recognized for her contributions to the women's suffrage movement and prison reform. Born on August 12, 1833, and deceased on December 30, 1913, she dedicated her life to advocating for social justice and equality. more

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