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“They had the rare kind of friendship that allowed for a great deal of privacy within it. One of the reasons they had become such good friends originally was because she had not insisted he tell his sad stories to satisfy her own curiosity. The least he could do was return the favor.”

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Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow

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Gabrielle Zevin
Gabrielle Zevin

Gabrielle Zevin, born on October 24, 1977, is an American author whose works span across various genres, including novels, young adult literature, and adult fiction. She is admired for her unique narrative style and profound humanistic concerns. more

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