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“That was the ace hidden up the sleeves of the Jardines, Mathesons and Dents of the world. Despite all their cacklings about Free Trade, the truth was that their commercial advantages had nothing to do with markets or trade or more advanced business practices – it lay in the brute firepower of the British Empire’s guns and gunboats.”

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Book:Flood of Fire
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Flood of Fire

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Amitav Ghosh
Amitav Ghosh

Amitav Ghosh is an Indian author renowned for his historical fiction and non-fiction works. Born on July 11, 1956, Ghosh has achieved international recognition for his intricate storytelling and detailed narratives. His writing frequently delves into themes of colonialism, globalization, and the environment. more

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