"At certain times I have no race, I am me. When I set my hat at a certain angle and saunter down Seventh Avenue, Harlem City, feeling as snooty as the lions in front of the Forty-Second Street Library, for instance...The cosmic Zora emerges. I belong to no race nor time. I am the eternal feminine with its string of beads."
--Zora Neale Hurston
Set your "hat at a certain angle" and find your stride. The lionness will arise, the jungle will subside, and the universe will receive you eternally as her own.
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