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Is a novel anything but a trap set for a hero?
Milan Kundera
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Milan Kundera
Age: 95
Born: 1929
Born: April 1
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Until that time, her betrayals had filled her with excitement and joy, because they opened up new paths to new adventures of betrayal. But what if the paths came to an end? One could betray one's parents, husband, country, love, but when parents, husband, country, and love were gone - what was left to betray?
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