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What can she possibly teach you, twenty seven names for tears?

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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Possibly
Twenty
Twenties
Seven
Tears
Teach

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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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