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The yr 2011 marks forty years of caliber self sustaining publishing for D&M Publishers. To rejoice we now have created a unfastened e-book sampler of D&M classics. From Wade Davis's A gentle on the fringe of the World to David Suzuki's The Sacred Balance; Andrew Nikiforuk's Tar Sands and Emily Carr's Klee Wyck, and past, 40 Years: a range of Writing from D&M represents the very best publishing of the house's previous 4 a long time. We invite you to obtain it at no cost and aid us have fun our ruby anniversary! stopover at FortyYears.ca for info on how we are making plans to mark the party.
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