On the recordJanuary 1, 1903
What do you want a month?” “Oh,” thought I, “this is lucky”; but even then fell the awful shadow of the Veil, for they ate first, then I—alone.
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W.E.B. Du Bois
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Recounting his experience seeking a teaching position in the South, Du Bois describes a moment where racial segregation became starkly apparent.
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