I guess it all depends on whom you ask and when you ask. Race, I've learned, is in the eye of the beholder.
— Raquel Cepeda
I never wanted to be saved, just loved in ways that would make the Gods jealous.
— Nancy Arroyo Ruffin
The silver flask called to him. Blue Coyote Motel
— Dianne Harman
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