There is no society that does not highly value fictional storytelling. Ever. — Orson Scott Card
There is no society that does not highly value fictional storytelling. Ever. — Orson Scott Card
There is no society that does not highly value fictional storytelling. Ever. — Orson Scott Card
There is no society that does not highly value fictional storytelling. Ever. — Orson Scott Card
There is no society that does not highly value fictional storytelling. Ever. — Orson Scott Card
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There is no society that does not highly value fictional storytelling. Ever.

— Orson Scott Card
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