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Perhaps, in the extravagance of youth, we give away our devotions easily and all but arbitrarily, on the mistaken assumption that we’ll always have more to give.
Michael Cunningham
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Michael Cunningham
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: November 6
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Cincinnati
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