No one could tell amongst which pile of chattels I might be flung.
Frederick Douglass: “No one could tell amongst which pile of chattels I might be flung.”
Editor's note · Context
Douglass describes the terrifying uncertainty and dehumanization of being treated as property, awaiting an unknown fate among other possessions.
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