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“We can put the mattress on the floor and I'll sleep on the box springs. That okay, princess?" "That's okay." "Have you seen Shrek? The cartoon?" "No, why?" "Because you remind me of Princess Fiona. Not quite as curvy, of course." "Of course." "C'mon... give me a hand? This mattress weighs a ton." "You're right," she groaned. "What the hell is in here?" "Generations of peasants who died of fatigue." "Charming.”

Quote by Anna Gavalda

Work

Hunting and Gathering

This book explores the historical and contemporary methods of hunting and gathering, examining the techniques, tools, and strategies used by people around the world to sustain themselves through these traditional means of subsistence. more

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Anna Gavalda
Anna Gavalda

Anna Gavalda, born on December 9, 1970, is a renowned French novelist. Her works are known for their delicate emotional portrayal and unique narrative style, which have won her a wide audience. more

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