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“From back of the houses, we hear some mother calling her son, the voice edgy on the last syllable, getting frantic. Probably Miz Baker, whose six-foot twelve-year-old got a way of scooting up and down that resembles too much the actions of a runaway bandit to the pigs around here. Mainly, he got the outlaw hue, and running too? Shit, Miz Baker stay frantic.”

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Toni Cade Bambara
Toni Cade Bambara

Toni Cade Bambara, an American author, screenwriter, and activist, was born on March 25, 1939, and passed away on December 9, 1995. Known for her work that focused on the lives of African American women, she explored themes of race, gender, and social justice in her writings. more

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