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“His father had seen his impatience with such shows of manners, but pointed out that it was such manners that were the ligaments and tendons of society. If I ignore them, others will do so as well, and so the whole of society will collapse.”

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A Secret Atlas

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Michael A. Stackpole
Michael A. Stackpole

Michael A. Stackpole is an American science fiction author best known for his contributions to the 'Star Wars' franchise. Born on November 27, 1957, he has been writing science fiction since the 1980s, publishing numerous novels over the years. more

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