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“Faccio solo finta di essere sfacciata. In realtà me la faccio addosso dalla paura. Questa cena fuori mi rende confusa. Non so se voglio davvero una storia lunga, o solo una scopata veloce. E tu?”

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Book:Bad Chili
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Bad Chili

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Joe R. Lansdale
Joe R. Lansdale

Joe R. Lansdale, born on October 28, 1951, is a renowned American author known for his diverse works across genres such as science fiction, fantasy, mystery, and crime novels. Lansdale is celebrated for his unique narrative style and rich imagination, often blending various literary elements to create distinctive reading experiences. more

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