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“Most bad," the host concluded. "If you ask me, something sinister lurks in men who avoid wine, games, the company of lovely women, and dinnertime conversation. Such people are either gravely ill or secretly detest everyone around them.”

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Mikhail Bulgakov
Mikhail Bulgakov

Mikhail Bulgakov was a Russian writer born on May 15, 1891, and died on March 10, 1940. Known for his unique humor and profound satire, his works include 'The Master and Margarita'. more

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