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“I feel, holding books, accommodating their weight and breathing their dust, an abiding love. I trust them, in a way that I can't trust my computer, though I couldn't do without it. Books are matter. My books matter. What would I have done through these years without the library and all its lovely books?”

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Lori Lansens
Lori Lansens

Lori Lansens is a Canadian novelist known for her distinctive narrative style and profound insights into social issues. Her works often focus on the lives of marginalized individuals, exploring themes such as family, identity, and gender. more

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