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Still, it is an error to argue in front of your data. You find yourself insensibly twisting them round to fit your theories.

Arthur Conan Doyle

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Arthur Conan Doyle
Age: 71 †
Born: 1859
Born: May 22
Died: 1930
Died: July 7
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