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identity is never singular

[...] the gay, Yoruba-born, artist-photographer Rotimi Fani-Kayode. Rotimi lived and practised most of his adult life outside Africa. He became one of the most significant figures in the explosion of black artistic creativity in the UK in the 1980s, and one of the first to break the silence by brin…

—p.23 Familiar Stranger: A Life Between Two Islands by Stuart Hall
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self-identity is not just a personal matter

Contrary to common-sense understanding, the transformations of self-identity are not just a personal matter. Historical shifts out there provide the social conditions of existence of personal and psychic change in here. What mattered was how I positioned myself on the other side – or positioned…

—p.16 by Stuart Hall
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a mounting sense of unease about my relatives’ hair

The rim of the bathtub and the top of the mirrored cabinet were crowded with products for dry or damaged hair. I saw a deep recovery healing shampoo for deep damage repair, a dry remedy moisturizing mask for damaged curly hair, a total repair conditioner for hair damaged and dried by styling produc…

—p.413 The Idiot by Elif Batuman
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a whole worldview of entrapment and placation

Juli’s mother, a beautician, was very thin, with unusually bright eyes. For dinner she made a soup called “boy-catching soup” and a cake called “mother-in-law cake.” These two dishes seemed to sum up a whole worldview of entrapment and placation.

—p.401 by Elif Batuman
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a whole ocean of rain seemed to be pouring

“Do you think it’s going to rain?” I asked.

“Yes. Why?”

My heart quickened. “I don’t know,” I said. Then I realized I wanted it to rain because maybe Ivan and his family would come back to Budapest a day early and Ivan might call me. I knew there were a lot of flaws in this reasoning. But my …

—p.395 by Elif Batuman