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Whenever you feel like criticizing any one... just remember that all the people in this world haven't had the advantages that you've had.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
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F. Scott Fitzgerald
Age: 43 †
Born: 1897
Born: September 24
Died: 1940
Died: December 21
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