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The Sisters Brothers

In this novel, two brothers embark on a violent journey through the American frontier, driven by a quest for revenge. The story is told with a distinctive blend of humor and stark violence, offering a unique perspective on the era's rugged frontier life. more

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Patrick deWitt
Patrick deWitt

Patrick deWitt is a Canadian novelist born in 1975. His works are known for their unique humor and profound emotional expression, which have won him a wide readership. more

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