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Next week, or next month, or next year I will kill myself. But I might as well last out my month's rent, which has been paid up.

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
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Kill
Might
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Rent
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Suicidal
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