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“And when you are being kissed like this, you are Christmas Day; you are the moon shot; you are field larks. My shoes were suddenly worth a million pounds, and my breath was the ethyl in champagne. When someone kisses you like this, you are the point of everything.”

Quote by Caitlin Moran

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How to Build a Girl

This book is a coming-of-age story that delves into the complexities of adolescence, set against the backdrop of a small town. The narrative follows the protagonist's experiences and challenges as she navigates the trials of young adulthood. more

Author

Caitlin Moran
Caitlin Moran

Caitlin Moran is a British columnist, journalist, and television personality known for her humorous and candid writing style. She focuses primarily on women, gender, and pop culture. Born on April 5, 1975, Moran's works include 'How to Be a Woman' and 'Bad Feminist', which have both received widespread attention and acclaim. more

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