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“Butterflies are like women— we may look pretty and delicate, but baby, we can fly through a hurricane.”

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Betty White
Betty White

Betty White, born on January 17, 1922, is an accomplished American actress. Known for her humor and likable personality, she has captivated audiences across generations with her performances in numerous television shows and films. White's contributions to the entertainment industry extend beyond her exceptional acting, as she has also been a mentor to young actors. more

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