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Beauty was deceptive. I would rather wear my pain, my ugliness. I was torn and stitched. I was a strip mine, and they would just have to look. I hoped I made them sick. I hoped they saw me in their dreams.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
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LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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Deceptive
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