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For we did makeup. But we didn't forgive each other. And we didn't take steps. And it got to be too late and we saw that each of us had invested too much in being in the right and we walked away and it was a relief.

Alice Munro

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Alice Munro
Age: 93
Born: 1931
Born: January 1
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