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I didn't feel sad or happy. I didn't feel proud or ashamed. I only felt that in spite of all the things I'd done wrong, in getting myself here, I'd done right.
Cheryl Strayed
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Cheryl Strayed
Age: 56
Born: 1968
Born: September 17
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