Napoleon (Silver Edition)
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Hobb's End Books, 2021.
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Language
English
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9798201271145
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APA Citation, 7th Edition (style guide)
Wayne Kyle Spitzer., & Wayne Kyle Spitzer|AUTHOR. (2021). Napoleon (Silver Edition) . Hobb's End Books.
Chicago / Turabian - Author Date Citation, 17th Edition (style guide)Wayne Kyle Spitzer and Wayne Kyle Spitzer|AUTHOR. 2021. Napoleon (Silver Edition). Hobb's End Books.
Chicago / Turabian - Humanities (Notes and Bibliography) Citation, 17th Edition (style guide)Wayne Kyle Spitzer and Wayne Kyle Spitzer|AUTHOR. Napoleon (Silver Edition) Hobb's End Books, 2021.
MLA Citation, 9th Edition (style guide)Wayne Kyle Spitzer, and Wayne Kyle Spitzer|AUTHOR. Napoleon (Silver Edition) Hobb's End Books, 2021.
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Full title | napoleon silver edition |
Author | spitzer wayne kyle |
Grouping Category | book |
Last Update | 2024-02-29 09:11:11AM |
Last Indexed | 2024-04-27 04:49:00AM |
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Last Used | Apr 11, 2024 |
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