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Shame is the lie someone told you about yourself.

Anais Nin

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