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It's all romanticism, nonsense, rottenness, art.

Ivan Turgenev

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Ivan Turgenev
Age: 65 †
Born: 1818
Born: January 1
Died: 1883
Died: January 1
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Ivan Sergeyevich Turgenev
Rottenness
Romanticism
Nonsense
Art

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