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And the Band Played On: Politics, People, and the AIDS Epidemic

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Randy Shilts
Randy Shilts

Randy Shilts was an American journalist renowned for his pioneering work in covering the AIDS epidemic. He is most celebrated for his book 'And the Band Played On,' which offered an extensive examination of the early stages of the epidemic and the response of the U.S. government and medical community. Shilts passed away on February 17, 1994. more

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