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If we communicated with something like music, we would never be misunderstood, because there is nothing in music to understand.

Jonathan Safran Foer

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Jonathan Safran Foer
Age: 47
Born: 1977
Born: February 21
Novelist
Writer
Washington
District of Columbia
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Communicated
Misunderstood
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Nothing
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