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“This isn't about what is . . . it's about what people think is. It's all imaginary anyway. That's why it's important. People only fight over imaginary things.”

Quote by Neil Gaiman

Book:American Gods
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American Gods

A richly woven narrative that intertwines mythological figures with contemporary American life, examining themes of identity, culture, and the quest for belonging. more

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Neil Gaiman
Neil Gaiman

Neil Gaiman, born on November 10, 1960, is a renowned British author. His works span across various genres including fantasy, horror, and science fiction, with notable titles such as 'American Gods' and 'Good Omens'. Gaiman's writing style is distinctive and has won him a dedicated fan base. more

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