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God knows, people who are paid to have attitudes toward things, professional critics, make me sick camp-following eunuchs of literature.
Ernest Hemingway
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Ernest Hemingway
Age: 61 †
Born: 1899
Born: July 21
Died: 1961
Died: July 2
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