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“For serious problems you should schedule two sessions a day: half an hour before lunch and half an hour before dinner. Write them down in your engagement book. Give them priority. […] For less serious problems, ten minutes morning and night will get you into trim and keep you there. Or twenty minutes once a day, if that fits your schedule better. And don’t forget the while-you’re-doing-something routines. You can be pampering your body most of the day if you remember them, and your body will be very grateful.”

Quote by Joan Crawford

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My Way of Life

This book offers a first-person account of the author's life experiences, insights, and beliefs, providing readers with a glimpse into their unique perspective on the human condition. more

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Joan Crawford
Joan Crawford

Joan Crawford was an American actress and dancer, celebrated for her iconic roles in classic Hollywood films. Born on March 23, 1904, she began her career as a dancer and actress on stage and in silent films before transitioning to sound films in the 1930s. Crawford was a five-time Academy Award nominee and won the Best Actress Oscar for her performance in 'Mildred Pierce' (1945). She was also known for her strong personality and sometimes difficult working relationships. Crawford passed away on May 10, 1977. more

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