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It was my misfortune-or salvation-to be at all times perfectly conscious of my misperceptions of reality.

Susanna Kaysen

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Susanna Kaysen
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: November 11
Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Cambridge
Massachusetts
Misfortunes
Perfectly
Salvation
Conscious
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Reality
Misfortune

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