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We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.
Angela Carter
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Angela Carter
Age: 51 †
Born: 1940
Born: May 7
Died: 1992
Died: February 16
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Journalist
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Eastbourne
Sussex
Angela Olive Stalker Carter
Angela Olive Carter
Angela Olive Stalker
Angela Olive Pearce
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