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“This is not real suffering, she tells herself. this is only a matter of reprogramming her picture of the future. Of understanding that the line of descendancy is not continuous but arbitrary.”

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Anthony Doerr
Anthony Doerr

Anthony Doerr is an American author of novels known for his delicate narrative and profound character development. His works often explore themes of history, memory, and human experience. Born on October 27, 1973, Doerr graduated from Yale University. His career began with writing short stories for The New Yorker, which later led to his long-form novel writing. more

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