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“She has never liked me because I don’t have a proper degree. Feral librarians, they call us, as in just wandered out of the woods.”

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Jenny Offill
Jenny Offill

Jenny Offill is an American novelist born in 1968. Her works are known for their unique sense of humor and profound insights into the complexities of modern life. Her novel 'Department of Speculation' won the National Book Award in the United States in 2016. more

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