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That penny farthing hell you call your mind

Samuel Beckett

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Samuel Beckett
Age: 83 †
Born: 1906
Born: April 13
Died: 1989
Died: December 22
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Dublin city
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Sa-miao-erh Pei-kʻo-tʻe
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