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I've been so ridiculous all my life that a little bit more or a little bit less hardly matters now.

Jean Rhys

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Jean Rhys
Age: 88 †
Born: 1890
Born: August 24
Died: 1979
Died: May 14
Novelist
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Ella Gwendolen Rees Williams
Ella Rees Williams
Littles
Little
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Life
Hardly
Ridiculous
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Bits
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