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By George Orwell

One of many nice authors of the 20 th century, George Orwell is understood for his incisive opinions of inequality in pre- and post-World struggle II England, in addition to of totalitarianism. His most renowned novels are the dystopian Nineteen Eighty-Four and the trendy political myth Animal Farm.

This assortment contains all of Orwell’s novels and non-fiction books, in addition to the well-known essay “Shooting an Elephant.”

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