A girls’ trip to Oak Bluffs became something deeper—a lesson in Black history, sisterhood and our right to rest. From Oak Cliff to Martha’s Vineyard, I discovered that preserving our legacy isn’t only about how hard we work, but also our willingness to experience the joy generations before us fought to make possible.
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