What they held was already inside me, and together we could get away. And standing over the smoldering pile of paper and type, still warm the next cold morning, I understood that there was something else I could do. "Fuck it," I thought, "I can write my own.
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- Author's profession: Novelist
- Nationality: british
- Born: August 27, 1959
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