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“How can so many things become a bore by middle age — philosophy, radicalism, and other fast foods — but heartbreak keeps its sting?”

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Andrew Sean Greer
Andrew Sean Greer

Andrew Sean Greer is an American novelist born in 1970. His works are known for their profound psychological descriptions and unique narrative style, particularly for exploring issues of identity, family relationships, and human emotions. His novel 'The Less Desirable Path' has received widespread acclaim and has earned him numerous literary awards, including the National Book Award. His works have also been translated into multiple languages and have had a significant international impact. more

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