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“Sex without love is a meaningless experience, but as far as meaningless experiences go its pretty damn good.”

Quote by Woody Allen

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Woody Allen
Woody Allen

Woody Allen, born Alan Stewart Konigsberg, is an American film producer, screenwriter, director, and actor. Known for his unique brand of humor and insightful social commentary, he is one of the most influential creators in modern film history. Alan Stewart Konigsberg was born on December 1, 1935, in Brooklyn, New York. His filmography spans a wide range of genres, including comedy, drama, and noir. more

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