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Got tight on absinthe last night. Did knife tricks.
Ernest Hemingway
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Ernest Hemingway
Age: 61 †
Born: 1899
Born: July 21
Died: 1961
Died: July 2
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The echoes of beauty you've seen transpire, Resound through dying coals of a campfire.
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