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“The dancing sickness took place during the latter part of the fifteenth century. Bubonic plague--the black death--decimated Europe near the end of the fourteenth. Whooping cough near the end of the seventeenth, and the first known outbreaks of influenza near the end of the nineteenth. We've become so used to the idea of the flu--it seems almost like the common cold to us, doesn't it?--that no one but the historians seem to know that a hundred years ago it didn't exist.”

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The Stand

In 'The Stand', Stephen King weaves a gripping narrative that delves into the human psyche during a global pandemic. The story follows a diverse cast of characters as they navigate the chaos and face moral dilemmas in a world transformed by a mysterious virus. The novel is known for its complex characters, intricate plot, and King's characteristic blend of horror and hope. more

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Stephen King
Stephen King

Stephen King, born on September 21, 1947, is a renowned American author. His works primarily focus on horror, fantasy, and science fiction, and have won him a wide audience. King has received numerous literary awards in the United States, including the Edgar Allan Poe Award and the World Fantasy Award. more

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