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“"Hello, Max," he said quietly, searching my face. "How do you feel?" Which was a ten on the 'imbecilic question' scale of one to ten. "Why, I feel fine, Jeb," I said brightly. "How about you?" "Any nausea? Headache?" "Yep. And it's standing here talking to me."”

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James Patterson

James Patterson is a highly acclaimed author in the thriller and mystery genres, recognized for his engaging storytelling and the creation of memorable characters. Born on March 22, 1947, he has authored numerous best-selling novels and is a significant figure in the literary world. Patterson's work has captivated readers worldwide, and he has been influential for decades. more

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