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not of course for the people who made it all possible

The West Indian slave colonies had emerged, from the mid seventeenth century onwards, on the back of imported Africans toiling primarily on the sugar plantations. The sugar industry became a remarkable source of wealth and material well-being for those involved; for shippers and traders, for mercha…

—p.ix The Black Jacobins: Toussaint L'Ouverture and the San Domingo Revolution INTRODUCTION (vii) by C.L.R. James
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how the end likes to set its roots for/pq-maybe project/nye-play project/stunt-story topic/infidelity

Two weeks ago, when Ingrid was taking Hans’s jacket to the dry cleaner’s, she found a passport photo of Katharina in the inside pocket and wouldn’t talk to him for three days. He didn’t tell Katharina. In October Katharina cried for the first time about the fact that he was married, and in November…

—p.108 Kairos by Jenny Erpenbeck
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all that matters is the time that we get to spend for/pq-maybe project/stunt-story

We will only see each other occasionally, he says, but each time will be like our first time — a celebration. She listens to him attentively and nods. I can only be a luxury for you, because I am a married man. I know, she says. Perhaps that won’t be enough for you, he says. I understand that. She …

—p.25 by Jenny Erpenbeck
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tied it with a black velvet ribbon project/stunt-story project/valet-story

Hans remembers her smile and her breasts, but the way she looks overall, he perhaps doesn’t know. But there she is, turning onto Schiffbauerdamm, and he recognizes her right away. She’s swinging her handbag as she walks, she’s dressed all in black, and as she comes closer, he sees she’s put up her …

—p.24 by Jenny Erpenbeck
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summer mornings with their first, soft light inspo/sex project/stunt-story

— How was I lucky enough to meet you? he said.

They were having dinner amid the liveliness of the crowd, the intimacy within it, the voices all around. He had seen most of them. She was by far the prize of the room.

— We’re going to be friends for a long time, she promised.

Summer mornings…

—p.79 Last Night Platinum (69) by James Salter