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“But I think if your dreams are small they can get lost, like trying to find a needle in a haystack...When a dream is big, you can see it better and hold on to it." -Ruthie”

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Book:Lucky Broken Girl
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Lucky Broken Girl

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Ruth Behar
Ruth Behar

Ruth Behar is an American anthropologist renowned for her research on Latin America and the Caribbean. Her work focuses on identity, memory, and narrative, particularly on the experiences of women, immigrants, and marginalized groups. more

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