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To think that the reservation is what makes an Indian an Indian is to massacre all over again the Natives who do not populate it.
knew and still know what it was like to both not belong and belong, what it was like to feel invisible inside the great, great dream of being. We’re all alike, even when we’re not.
We are made of stories, and if we don’t know them—the ones that make us—how can we ever be fully realized? How can we ever be who we really are?

