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I sat there for three hours and did not feel the time or the boredom of our talk and its foolish disconnection. As long as I could hear his voice, I was quite lost, quite blind, quite outside my own self.

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Anais Nin
Age: 73 †
Born: 1903
Born: February 21
Died: 1977
Died: January 14
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Novelist
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Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell
Anais Nin
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Three
Blind

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