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The days of my youth, as I look back on them, seem to fly away from me in a flurry of pale repetitive scraps like those morning snow storms of used tissue paper that a train passenger sees whirling in the wake of the observation car.

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
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Away
Wake
Scrap
Seems
Train
Passengers
Flurry
Used
Car
Storms
Whirling
Back
Paper
Pale
Passenger
Look
Youth
Observation
Scraps
Looks
Seem
Snow
Tissue
Like
Days
Storm
Repetitive
Morning
Sees
Tissues

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