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Plan B: Further Thoughts on Faith

This book delves into the author's contemplations on the nature of faith and its role in personal and societal contexts. more

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Anne Lamott
Anne Lamott

Anne Lamott is an American novelist born on April 10, 1954. Her works are known for their humor, directness, and profound emotional depth, primarily exploring themes of family, faith, and self-discovery. more

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