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In every great work of art, there are traces of human's past, present and future:
A Streetcar Named Desire by Tennessee Williams
Blanche: .....but Stella my sister...there has been some progress since then! Such things as art and music...such kinds of new light have come into the world since then! In some kinds of people some tenderer feelings have had some little beginning! That we have got to make grow! And cling to, and hold as our flag! In this dark march toward whatever it is we're approaching...Don't ...don't hang back with the brutes!
Watch this clip...Do you remember: Hey Stella....?
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