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Mnemosyne, one must admit, has shown herself to be a very careless girl.

Vladimir Nabokov

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Vladimir Nabokov
Age: 77 †
Born: 1899
Born: January 1
Died: 1977
Died: January 1
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Lepidopterist
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St. Petersburg
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