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All investigations of Time, however sophisticated or abstract, have at their true base the human fear of mortality.
Thomas Pynchon
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Thomas Pynchon
Age: 87
Born: 1937
Born: May 8
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Glen Cove
New York
Thomas Ruggles Pynchon
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Hey, over here! Have your picture taken with a reclusive author! Today only, we'll throw in a free autograph! But wait, there's more!
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