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He hated crowds, never liked punk. He couldn't handle the nakedness of the rage -his own so sophisticated and finely tuned. He could never see the similarity between himself and Donnie Draino screaming into a mic.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Journalist
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LA
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Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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she’s not as pretty as you,” I said “But she’s a simpler girl,” my mother whispered.
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