“They put me and more 300 companions of misfortune and captivity in the strait and infected basement of a ship. Thirty days of cruel torments and utter lack of what is needed most to life we spent in this grave until we address the Brazilian beaches. To fit the human merchandise in the basement, were tied up and, for there was no fear of revolt, chained like beasts of our forests, which lead to potentates of Europe playground.”
“They put me and more 300 companions of misfortune and captivity in the strait and infected basement of a ship. Thirty days of cruel torments and utter lack of what is needed most to life we spent in this grave until we address the Brazilian beaches. To fit the human merchandise in the basement, were tied up and, for there was no fear of revolt, chained like beasts of our forests, which lead to potentates of Europe playground.”
Maria Firmina dos Reis
“They put me and more 300 companions of misfortune and captivity in the strait and infected basement of a ship. Thirty days of cruel torments and utter lack of what is needed most to life we spent in this grave until we address the Brazilian beaches. To fit the human merchandise in the basement, were tied up and, for there was no fear of revolt, chained like beasts of our forests, which lead to potentates of Europe playground.”
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