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See, nobody can look at your face and tell if you’re a bastard. You can always leave your personal history behind.
can’t run away from your race, once you been branded.”
His parents had always taught him that all God’s children were equal, that race was of no significance, but the rest of the world had sent him a very different message. Until a moment ago he was a white boy. Now he was an octoroon.
