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“I lit my last cigarette and said my little prayers. Clare, here’s one for you. Susan, here’s one for you. Jeanette, here’s one for you. Paula, they’re all for you. And the unborn. I sat there, singing along to The Little Drummer Boy, with those far off days, those days of grace, coming down. Waiting for the blue lights. Ninety miles an hour.”

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Book:Nineteen Seventy-Four
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Nineteen Seventy-Four

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David Peace
David Peace

David Peace is a British writer renowned for his fiction and non-fiction works. Born in 1967, Peace has made a name for himself with his distinctive narrative style, which intertwines historical and contemporary themes. His writing frequently examines the intricacies of human nature and societal issues. more

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