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“So do you come here often?” he asked in a slightly self-mocking way. I couldn't help myself—I smiled. “see, you don't even have to answer that, because I know all the trash cans in town, and while this is a very nice trash can, it doesn't look like the kind of trash can a girl like you would normally scavenge from.” I opened my mouth to protest, but he went on. “Now, the trash cans on Seventh Street, those are some very nice trash cans.”

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I'd Tell You I Love You, But Then I'd Have to Kill You

This novel delves into the lives of students at a high school where a mysterious and exclusive group holds significant influence. The story is told from the perspective of a new student who becomes entangled in the group's secrets and dangers. more

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Ally Carter
Ally Carter

Ally Carter is an American author known for her young adult novels, characterized by suspense and espionage themes, which have gained popularity among young readers. more

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