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“Me and Earl and the Dying Girl” by Jesse Andrews

I’m going to jump right in: I’m not entirely sure what the point of this book was. After finishing it, I didn’t feel any different. No new revelations, no emotional ramifications. All I felt was a desperate need to see … Continue reading

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