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A man without hands came to the door to sell me a photograph of my house. Except for the chrome hooks, he was an ordinary-looking man of fifty or so.

Raymond Carver

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Raymond Carver
Age: 50 †
Born: 1938
Born: May 25
Died: 1988
Died: August 2
Author
Novelist
Poet
Prosaist
Screenwriter
Writer
Clatskanie
Oregon
Without
Door
Men
Except
Chrome
Ordinary
Hooks
Doors
Hook
Came
Fifty
Looking
Sell
House
Sells
Hands
Photograph

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