Ray Bradbury
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He lay far across the room from her, on a winter island separated by an empty sea. She talked to him for what seemed a long while and she talked about this and she talked about that and it was only words, like the words he had heard once in a nursery at a friend's house, a two-year-old child building word patters, like jargon, making pretty sounds in the air. ✨ Ray Bradbury (2016). Fahrenheit 451, p.20, Hamilton Books

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