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If writers possess a common temperament, it's that they tend to be shy egomaniacs publicity is the spotlight they suffer for the recognition they crave.

Gail Caldwell

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Gail Caldwell
Age: 73
Born: 1951
Born: January 20
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Literary Critic
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