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“Oppression doesn’t make people noble. Give any of us a little comfort, and we’ll kill to keep it. The despised become despicable.”

Quote by Victor LaValle

Book:Big Machine
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Big Machine

Big Machine is a fictional narrative that delves into the consequences of rapid technological advancement, examining how it shapes and alters human lives and societal structures. more

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Victor LaValle
Victor LaValle

Victor LaValle is an American author known for his unique literary style and profound thematic explorations. His works often blend elements of fantasy, horror, and realism, addressing issues such as race, class, and social justice. more

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