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“If Kennedy hadn't been shot we would never have had LBJ, and without Johnson, Nixon wouldn't have happened. I am fascinated by the swerves, the chances, but also the inevitability. You look at the line of presidents, America does get what reflects it--it becomes self-explanatory.”

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A.M. Homes
A.M. Homes

A.M. Homes is an American writer born on December 18, 1961. Her works span across novels, short story collections, and essays, known for her unique narrative style and profound social insights. more

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