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It's finally Friday. After a day of studying, I put on my most stained clothes and head to the Life building basement. Beeping my door number into the keypad, I enter and hang my things up on the hooks and slide on my apron.

I’m Black. I’m a woman. I’m an immigrant. I’m the product of a working-class family. I’m a fervent celebrator of Pride. I’m so much more than just one thing, and I have immeasurable honour and joy in embracing all of these identities at once.

There is power behind the name / The unspoken strength

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