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Paris was a museum displaying exactly itself.

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Jeffrey Eugenides
Age: 64
Born: 1960
Born: March 8
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
Detroit
Michigan
Jeffrey Kent Eugenides
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Paris
Exactly
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Museum

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