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The Picture Of Dorian Gray

The story follows the protagonist Dorian Gray, whose portrait ages while he remains youthful, leading to a dark exploration of the consequences of unchecked desires. more

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Oscar Wilde
Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde, born on October 16, 1854, in Ireland, and died on November 30, 1900, was a renowned Irish writer, playwright, and poet. His works are known for their wit, satire, and unique style, with notable works including 'The Picture of Dorian Gray' and 'Lady Windermere's Fan'. more

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