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January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer's forehead.
Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
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Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
Age: 81 †
Born: 1873
Born: January 28
Died: 1954
Died: August 3
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