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What was it with men, that they found elementary logic so difficult?

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Ian Mcewan
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: June 21
Author
Film Producer
Novelist
Playwright
Screenwriter
Writer
Belfast
Ireland
Logic
Difficult
Found
Men
Elementary

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