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“As he walked away, he had one question in his head. How was it possible, in the age of global communication, when all cultural, linguistic, geographical, and economic borders had been erased from the face of the earth, that this vast new realm had only created a multitude of loners, infinite numbers of lonely people in communication with one another, yes, but still in a state of utter solitude?”

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Andrea Camilleri
Andrea Camilleri

Andrea Camilleri, born on September 6, 1925, was an Italian writer renowned for his novels set in the backdrop of Sicily. His works, which blend history, mystery, and black humor, have won the hearts of readers worldwide. more

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