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“Where do you go when you die? Ha ha. Go on, go on and tell her, Billy." Billy smiles. "You become a little voice in someone's ear telling them that things will be alright.”

Quote by Joe Meno

Book:The Boy Detective Fails
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The Boy Detective Fails

This book follows the adventures of a young detective who, despite his enthusiasm and determination, encounters numerous obstacles and failures in his attempts to solve various mysteries. The story explores themes of perseverance, personal growth, and the complexities of detective work. more

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Joe Meno
Joe Meno

Joe Meno is an American novelist born in 1974. His works are known for their unique narrative style and profound insights into social issues. more

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