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“The sky was like ebony and the only illumination was the harsh white light of the central streetlamp, which cast shadows so hard it seemed you might cut yourself on them.”

Quote by Jasper Fforde

Book:Shades of Grey
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Shades of Grey

This book delves into the intricacies of human connections and the complexities of love and desire. more

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Jasper Fforde
Jasper Fforde

Jasper Fforde is a British novelist known for his unique sense of humor and his skillful blending of reality and fantasy. His works are characterized by complex narrative structures and rich imagination, which have won him a wide readership. more

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