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“He tipped back his head to look at the sky, its torn beauty rinsed and salved by fog, and imagined he was seeing their opioid dreams rising into heaven.”

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Book:The Candy House
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The Candy House

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Jennifer Egan
Jennifer Egan

Jennifer Egan is a renowned American novelist, born on September 7, 1962. Her works are known for their unique narrative techniques and profound insights into modern life. Egan has won numerous literary awards, including the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction for 'A Visit from the Goon Squad' in 2011. more

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