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I grew up seeing the first book of the series (Grffin and Sabine) on my parents’ bookshelf and feeling a detached sort of curiosity. It was the shape and size of a kids’ book, but had the cover of an adult novel. The curiosity never grew strong enough for me to actually attempt to read it; I just noticed it and wondered idly what it could possibly be about.
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