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The Book of Negroes

This novel is a fictional account of the life of Aminata Diallo, a young girl from Africa who is captured and sold into slavery. The story follows her journey through the Middle Passage and her subsequent life in North America, where she becomes an influential figure in the fight against slavery. The narrative is rich in historical detail and explores themes of identity, resilience, and the struggle for freedom. more

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Lawrence Hill
Lawrence Hill

Lawrence Hill is a Canadian novelist born in 1957. His works often focus on race, identity, and Canadian history. Hill is known for his profound character development and rich narrative techniques. more

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