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Her heart was a secret garden and the walls were very high.
William Goldman
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William Goldman
Age: 87 †
Born: 1931
Born: August 12
Died: 2018
Died: November 16
Novelist
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Highland Park
Illinois
S. Morgenstern
Harry Longbaugh
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Buttercup
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