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The best you'll ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 68
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
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Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
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Understand
Best
Ever
Way
Oleanders
Cattle

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