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“As they pedalled us down the long suburban road to the Chinese town a line of French armoured cars went by, each with its jutting gun and silent officer motionless like a figurehead under the stars and the black, smooth, concave sky––trouble again probably with a private army, the Binh Xuyen, who ran the Grand Monde and the gambling halls of Cholon. This was a land of rebellious barons. It was like Europe in the Middle Ages. But what were the Americans doing here? Columbus had not yet discovered their country.”

Quote by Graham Greene

Book:The Quiet American
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The Quiet American

This novel delves into the complexities of the Vietnam War era, focusing on the intertwining lives of a British journalist and an American photojournalist amidst the backdrop of political intrigue and colonial power struggles. more

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Graham Greene
Graham Greene

Graham Greene was a renowned British writer born on October 2, 1904. His works are characterized by deep insight and unique narrative techniques, and he is hailed as one of the greatest novelists of the 20th century. Greene's writing spans a variety of themes, including spy novels, religious novels, and noir novels. more

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