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“You have to take an interest in something in life, I told myself. I wondered what could interest me, now that I was finished with love. I could take a course in wine tasting, maybe, or start collecting model aeroplanes.”

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Soumission

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Michel Houellebecq
Michel Houellebecq

Michel Houellebecq is a French author known for his incisive social commentary and unique literary style. His works often explore themes of loneliness, consumerism, and the meaning of human existence in modern society. more

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