Nothing disrupts dehumanization more quickly than inviting someone over, looking into their eyes, hearing their voice, a — Sarah Schulman, Conflict Is Not Abuse: Overstating Harm, Community Responsibility, and the Duty of Repair
Nothing disrupts dehumanization more quickly than inviting someone over, looking into their eyes, hearing their voice, a — Sarah Schulman, Conflict Is Not Abuse: Overstating Harm, Community Responsibility, and the Duty of Repair
Nothing disrupts dehumanization more quickly than inviting someone over, looking into their eyes, hearing their voice, a — Sarah Schulman, Conflict Is Not Abuse: Overstating Harm, Community Responsibility, and the Duty of Repair
Nothing disrupts dehumanization more quickly than inviting someone over, looking into their eyes, hearing their voice, a — Sarah Schulman, Conflict Is Not Abuse: Overstating Harm, Community Responsibility, and the Duty of Repair
Nothing disrupts dehumanization more quickly than inviting someone over, looking into their eyes, hearing their voice, a — Sarah Schulman, Conflict Is Not Abuse: Overstating Harm, Community Responsibility, and the Duty of Repair
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Nothing disrupts dehumanization more quickly than inviting someone over, looking into their eyes, hearing their voice, and listening.

— Sarah Schulman, Conflict Is Not Abuse: Overstating Harm, Community Responsibility, and the Duty of Repair
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