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“To stutter through it with you or even stop stuttering and say nothing, was so lucky and soft, better talk than mile-a-minute with anyone. After a few minutes we’d stop rattling, we’d adjust, we’d settle in, and the conversation would speed into the night.”

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Daniel Handler
Daniel Handler

Daniel Handler, born on February 28, 1970, is an accomplished American author known for his unique literary style and thought-provoking themes. His works have won the hearts of readers worldwide. more

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