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“The gate was packed with weary travelers, most of them standing and huddled along the walls because the meager allotment of plastic chairs had long since been taken. Every plane that came and went held at least eighty passengers, yet the gate had seats for only a few dozen.”

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Skipping Christmas

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John Grisham
John Grisham

John Grisham, born on February 8, 1955, is a renowned American lawyer and author. He is known for his legal-themed novels that have captivated readers worldwide. more

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