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Martin Luther King, Jr.
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Martin Luther King Jr. was an American civil rights activist known for his nonviolent protest and advocacy for equal rights. His 'I Have a Dream' speech at the Lincoln Memorial in 1963 became a significant milestone in the American civil rights movement. more

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