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Ever is a long time. But the boy knew what he knew. That ever is no time at all.

Cormac McCarthy

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Cormac McCarthy
Age: 91
Born: 1933
Born: July 20
Novelist
Playwright
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Writer
Providence
Rhode Island
Charles McCarthy
Boys
Knew
Ever
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Time

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