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Gerald BrenanAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer
- Nationality: english
- Born: April 7, 1894
- Died: January 19, 1987
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All the lines that held me to my life were sliced apart in swift cuts, like clipping the strings of a bunch of balloons. Everything that made me who I was - my love for the dead girl upstairs, my love for my father, my loyalty to my new pack, the love for my other brothers, my hatred for my enemies, my home, my name, my self - disconnected from me in that second - snip, snip, snip - and floated up into space.
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