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“In the 1950s, America had picked up the globe by the heels and shaken the change from its pockets. Europe had become a poor cousin -- all crests and no table settings. And the indistinguishable countries of Africa, Asia, and South America had just begun skittering across our schoolroom walls like salamanders in the sun. True, the Communists were out there, somewhere, but with Joe McCarthy in the grave and no one on the Moon, for the time being the Russians just skulked across the pages of spy novels.”

Quote by Amor Towles

Book:Rules of Civility
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Rules of Civility

In 'Rules of Civility,' the reader is transported to the vibrant and tumultuous era of the 1930s. The story revolves around the life of a young woman navigating the complexities of her social and romantic life in New York City. The novel delves into themes of class distinction, the pursuit of personal identity, and the transformative power of love and friendship. The narrative is rich with historical detail and offers a compelling look at the era's cultural landscape. more

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Amor Towles
Amor Towles

Amor Towles is an American author born in 1964. His works are known for their exquisite prose and profound character development, with notable titles including 'Rules of Civility' and 'A Gentleman in Moscow'. Towles' novels often set in mid-20th-century New York, exploring themes of social class, love, and moral dilemmas. more

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