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<title>#3126 &#8212; Beneatha from Chicago by Beaneatha</title>
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<description>&quot;Beneatha: Me?... Me?... Me, I'm nothing... Me. When I was very small... we used to take our sleds out in the wintertime and the only hills we had were the ice-covered stone steps of some house down the street. And we used to fill them in with snow and make&#8230;&quot;</description>
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