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Book Reviews

Here are some of my book reviews that have been published:

"Digging In" by Loretta Nyhan 

"Like a Mule Bringing Ice Cream to the Sun" by Dr. Morayo Da Silva

"Matchmaking for Beginners" by Maddie Dawson

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