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I felt the first man I slept with must be intelligent, so I could respect him.

Sylvia Plath

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Sylvia Plath
Age: 30 †
Born: 1932
Born: October 27
Died: 1963
Died: February 11
Autobiographer
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Essayist
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Boston
Massachusetts
Victoria Lucas
Sylvia Plath Hughes
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