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I've come across a novel called The Palm-Wine Drinkard, by the Nigerian writer Amos Tutuola, that is really remarkable because it is a kind of fantasy of West African mythology all told in West African English which, of course, is not the same as standard English.

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William Golding
Age: 81 †
Born: 1911
Born: September 19
Died: 1993
Died: June 19
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