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“Nothing is more irritating to a middle-aged man than the dislocation of long-established habits. [Edgar Hopkins]”

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R. C. Sherriff
R. C. Sherriff

R. C. Sherriff, a British playwright, was born on June 6, 1896, and died on November 13, 1975. He is known for his dramatic works, with his most famous play being 'Journey's End,' which depicts the lives of British soldiers during World War I. more

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