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“Going, leaving one place to get to another, always seemed vital and basic to me. For a new man, Fresno was no place to linger. Since I couldn't go in person, by train or car, I went in spirit, by book, and so the Public Library became a kind of depot for me.”

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Book:Places Where I've Done Time
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Places Where I've Done Time

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William Saroyan
William Saroyan

William Saroyan was an American playwright and novelist known for his humorous and satirical style. His works often explored social and human issues from the perspective of Armenian-American individuals. more

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