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Lord of the Flies

William Golding's classic novel depicts the descent into savagery of a group of British schoolboys stranded on an uninhabited island, examining the nature of human behavior and the influence of societal structures. more

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William Golding
William Golding

William Golding was an English novelist, best known for his novel 'Lord of the Flies'. His works often explore themes of human nature, morality, and civilization. more

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