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“...she stood beside him, sagging in his arms, abandoning herself to anything he wished, in open acknowledgment of his power to reduce her to helplessness by the pleasure he had the power to give her.”

Quote by Ayn Rand

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Atlas Shrugged

Atlas Shrugged is a novel that delves into themes of individualism, objectivism, and economic theory. It follows a diverse cast of characters as they navigate a dystopian future where the productive members of society withdraw their efforts in protest against the oppressive government. more

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Ayn Rand
Ayn Rand

American novelist and philosopher, known for her novels and philosophical ideas. Her works emphasize individualism, free markets, and rationalism, and have had a profound impact on politics and philosophy in the late 20th century. more

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