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I think it is all a matter of love: the more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.

Vladimir Nabokov

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Vladimir Nabokov
Age: 77 †
Born: 1899
Born: January 1
Died: 1977
Died: January 1
Autobiographer
Chess Composer
Chess Player
Journalist
Lepidopterist
Literary Critic
Novelist
Playwright
Poet
Science Fiction Writer
St. Petersburg
Vladimir Vladimirovich Nabokov
Vladimir Sirin
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Wladimir Nabokoff-Sirin
V. Sirin
Memory
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Infatuation
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Stranger

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