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“Cooking was a talent of her mother's that Amina often thought of as an evolutionary way for Kamala to survive herself with friendships intact. Like plumage that expanded to rainbow an otherwise unremarkable bird, Kamala's ability to transform raw ingredients into sumptuous meals brought her the kind of love her personality on its own might have repelled.”

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Book:The Sleepwalker's Guide to Dancing
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Author:Enock Maregesi
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Book:First Frost
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Book:Thirst
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