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“If we rub a fabric too often, it will quickly grow threadbare; and Nobu’s words had rasped against me so much, I could no longer maintain that finely lacquered surface Mameha had always counseled me to hide behind.”

Quote by Arthur Golden

Book:Memoirs Of A Geisha
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Memoirs Of A Geisha

This book offers a profound look into the world of geishas, exploring the cultural and personal journey of a young girl who becomes one of the most celebrated geishas in Kyoto. more

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Arthur Golden
Arthur Golden

Arthur Golden, born on December 6, 1956, is a renowned American writer known for his delicate emotional descriptions and profound cultural insights. His works, such as 'Snow Country Express', are celebrated for their intricate portrayal of Japanese culture and complex human nature. more

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