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What is your best, your very best, ale a glass? Two pence halfpenny, says the landlord, is the price of the Genuine Stunning Ale. Then, says I, producing the money, just draw me a glass of the Genuine Stunning, if you please, with a good head on it.

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Charles Dickens
Age: 58 †
Born: 1812
Born: February 7
Died: 1870
Died: June 9
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