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Sally Gardner
Sally Gardner

Sally Gardner is a British writer born in London in 1954. Her works are known for their unique imagination and profound emotional depth, particularly in children's literature. Gardner has won numerous literary awards, including the Carnegie Medal in the UK. more

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