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Man loves man so much that when he flees the city, it is still to seek the crowd, that is, to rebuild the city in the country.
Charles Baudelaire
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Charles Baudelaire
Age: 46 †
Born: 1821
Born: April 9
Died: 1867
Died: August 30
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