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“Babbit was an average father. He was affectionate, bullying, opinionated, ignorant, and rather wistful. Like most parents he enjoyed the game of waiting till the victim was clearly wrong, then virtuously pouncing.”

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Sinclair Lewis
Sinclair Lewis

American novelist known for his profound depiction of middle-class life in the United States. His notable works include 'Babbitt' and 'Main Street'. more

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