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“My only comfort was the knowledge that I was not alone. Huddled in the hallways and making the most of our pathetic French, my fellow students and I engaged in the sort of conversation commonly overheard in refugee camps. "Sometime me cry alone at night." "That be common for I, also, but be more strong, you. Much work and someday you talk pretty. People start love you soon. Maybe tomorrow, okay.”

Quote by David Sedaris

Book:Me Talk Pretty One Day
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Me Talk Pretty One Day

In this collection of essays, David Sedaris delves into his personal anecdotes and observations, often with a focus on his struggles with language and communication. The essays are characterized by their wit and self-deprecating humor, offering readers a glimpse into the author's life and his unique perspective on the world. more

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David Sedaris
David Sedaris

David Sedaris, born on December 26, 1956, is an American humorist. His works are known for their unique sense of humor and profound insights into everyday life. Sedaris' writing often takes the form of memoir, narrating his personal experiences and observations. more

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