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“I was born in a place humans call central Africa, in a dense rain forest so beautiful, no crayons could ever do it justice.”

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Katherine Applegate
Katherine Applegate

Katherine Applegate is an American author renowned for her children's literature. Born in July 1956, she is praised for her unique narrative style and profound insights into social issues. more

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