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“You just got days, it seemed to her. Where stuff happened or it didn't. Where planning just showed you what a fool you were to think you had any say over what your life would be.”

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Patrick Ness
Patrick Ness

Patrick Ness, born on October 17, 1971, is a renowned author from the United Kingdom. Known for his unique writing style and engaging narratives, Ness has made a significant impact in the realm of young adult literature. His works often delve into complex human relationships and emotional experiences, resonating with both young readers and literary critics. more

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