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| 2fbc633 | We swear we see each other, but all we are ever able to make out is a tiny porthole view of an ocean. We think we remember the past, but our memories are as fantastic and flimsy as dreams. It's so easy to hate the pretty one, worship the genius, love the rockstar, trust the good girl. That's never their only story. | marisha-pessl neverworld-wake | Marisha Pessl | |
| fb557f2 | "You're mistaking love for perfection," I said. "Real love when it's there? It's just " | marisha-pessl neverworld-wake young-adult-fiction | Marisha Pessl |