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“And within her something was screaming: "Oh, my God! Oh, my God! He knows French. And those girls that can row and everything. And me, I don't know anything. Oh, God, what'll I do?”

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Book:Half Portions
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Edna Ferber
Edna Ferber

Edna Ferber was an American novelist renowned for her rich imagination and profound social insight. Her works often feature female protagonists, exploring the status and roles of women in society. Her representative works include 'The Great Gatsby' and 'Anna Karenina'. more

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