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“I would not be dying if it were not for her. I would have stayed home, as I have always stayed home, and I would have been safe, and I would have done the one thing I have always wanted to do, which is to grow up.”

Quote by John Green

Book:Paper Towns
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Paper Towns

Set in the backdrop of a small Florida town, the story follows a young protagonist on a quest to find a missing person, intertwining personal growth and the mysteries of the past. more

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John Green
John Green

John Green is an American author known for his young adult literature. His works often explore themes such as adolescence, love, family, and identity, and have gained popularity among young readers. Green's books have won numerous literary awards and have become bestsellers. more

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