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“Nobody steals books but your friends.”

Quote by Roger Zelazny

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Roger Zelazny was an American science fiction and fantasy writer known for his unique literary style and rich imagination. His works spanned a wide range of genres from science fiction to fantasy, with his most famous series including 'The Chronicles of Amber' and 'Avalon'. Zelazny began his writing career in the 1950s, and his works have had a profound impact on science fiction and fantasy literature in the following generations. more

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