“The wine-flushed, bold-eyed boys, and even the girls,
Devoured her with their eager, passionate gaze;
But looking at her falsely-smiling face,
I knew her self was not in that strange place.”

— Claude McKay

The Harlem Dancer, l. 11-14

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Jamaican American writer, poet 1889–1948

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