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I worked so hard all my life, and all I want to do now is read.

Annie Dillard

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Annie Dillard
Age: 79
Born: 1945
Born: April 30
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Essayist
Novelist
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University Teacher
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Pittsburg
Pennsylvania
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Worked
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