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The twins no longer derive their sustenance from Nature's founts - in short, said Mr. Micawber, in one of his bursts of confidence, they are weaned...
Charles Dickens
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Charles Dickens
Age: 58 †
Born: 1812
Born: February 7
Died: 1870
Died: June 9
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