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Imaginary Friend

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Stephen Chbosky
Stephen Chbosky

Stephen Chbosky, born on January 25, 1970, is an acclaimed American novelist known for his profound psychological portrayals and unique narrative style. His works, such as 'Wonder', have gained widespread popularity and critical acclaim. more

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