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“She savors each bite: the meringue is perfect crispy brown on top, melts in the mouth; the lemon tart, custardy; the crust breaks away.”

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A.M. Homes
A.M. Homes

A.M. Homes is an American writer born on December 18, 1961. Her works span across novels, short story collections, and essays, known for her unique narrative style and profound social insights. more

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