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“Я тихо увійшов до свого помешкання й постояв там у темряві, не наважуючись ворухнутися, не наважуючись увімкнути світло. Лише стояв там і відчував вихор у своїх очах. Що зі мною сталося? Чому я такий самотній у світі?”

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Book:Flowers for Algernon
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Flowers for Algernon

This novel follows the journey of Charlie Gordon, a mentally challenged man who undergoes an experimental surgery to increase his intelligence. The narrative intertwines his personal growth with the development of his relationship with a mouse named Algernon, providing a profound look into the complexities of human nature and societal perceptions. more

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