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“Most friends had fallen away over the years. Either they'd started avoiding me, as if my grief and bad luck were contagious, or I'd started to avoid them, unwilling to give them the chance to disappoint me. Besides, too much time around normal people made me feel like an alien, unwanted and ugly, fluent in a different language.”

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The Book of the Most Precious Substance

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Sara Gran
Sara Gran

Sara Gran, born in 1971, is a talented author known for her profound character development and unique narrative style. Her works have won numerous literary awards and have been praised for their distinctive narrative techniques and deep insights into human nature. more

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