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As far as performance, the roar of the crowd, the smell of the greasepaint no I don't feel that.
When I'm rhyming it's all in my head... Like the slaves, when they were picking cotton, they would block out their minds. They would sing.
| Enid Bagnold, Author (1889) |
| Ruby Dee, Actress (1924) |
| Giovanni Giolitti, Statesman (1842) |
| H. R. Haldeman, Politician (1926) |
| J. A. Jance, Author (1944) |
| Ralph Kiner, Athlete (1922) |
| Maxine Hong Kingston, Writer (1940) |
| Simon LeBon, Musician (1958) |
| Fran Lebowitz, Journalist (1951) |
| Lascelles Abercrombie, Poet (1938) |
| Morey Amsterdam, Actor (1996) |
| James M. Cain, Novelist (1977) |


