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“Nonsense," Miss Porter told her. "One itsy-bitsy-teeny-tiny little crisp isn't going to hurt." "But that's the trouble," Hannah argued. "You never have just one ity-bitsy-teeny-tiny little crisp." "Nonsense," Miss Porter said again. "You all worry too much.”

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Book:The Monster Crisp-Guzzler
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The Monster Crisp-Guzzler

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Malorie Blackman
Malorie Blackman

Malorie Blackman is a British writer renowned for her young adult literature. Her works often explore themes such as race, identity, and power, with her most famous series being 'Noughts & Crosses'. Born on February 8, 1962, Blackman began her writing career in the 1990s. more

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