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“No. The moral of the story in so far as it has one is that cannibals can study logic, and that if you are going to leave the path, you better have your wits about you and know better than to trust the first scary old lady who talks to you in public.”

Quote by Nick Harkaway

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The Gone-Away World

The story follows a young protagonist who embarks on a journey through a world that has become increasingly surreal and disconnected from its past. The narrative explores themes of identity, memory, and the human condition amidst a backdrop of futuristic technology and political intrigue. more

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Nick Harkaway
Nick Harkaway

Nick Harkaway, born in 1972, is a talented British novelist known for his imaginative works, deep themes, and complex narrative structures. His novels often deal with technology, politics, and social issues, and have been well-received by readers. more

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