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How easy I was. Like a limpet I attached myself to anything, anyone who showed me the least attention.
Janet Fitch
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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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purification in fire. public cremation
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I took the volume to a table, opened its soft, ivory pages... and fell into it as into a pool during dry season.
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Never apologize. Never explain.
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She would buy magic every day of the week. Love me, that face said. I'm so lonely, so desperate. I'll give you whatever you want.
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She’s never where she is,' I said. 'She’s only inside her head.
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