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“—Tú hablas sin palabras. Todos estamos siempre hablando sin palabras. —¿Y para qué valen las palabras, entonces? —No valen para mucho, casi nunca. La mayor parte de las veces, únicamente para ocultar aquello que realmente quieres decir, o algo que quieres saber.”

Quote by William Saroyan

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My Name Is Aram

This book delves into the complex journey of a young individual navigating the challenges of cultural adaptation and self-discovery in a new country. more

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William Saroyan
William Saroyan

William Saroyan was an American playwright and novelist known for his humorous and satirical style. His works often explored social and human issues from the perspective of Armenian-American individuals. more

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