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“Ma perché si dev'essere così? Mascherati! Mascherati! Mascherati! Me lo dica lei! Perché, appena insieme, l'uno di fronte all'altro, diventiamo tutti tanti pagliacci?”

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Luigi Pirandello
Luigi Pirandello

Luigi Pirandello, born on June 28, 1867, and died on December 10, 1936, was an Italian dramatist. His works are known for their unique style and profound philosophical insights, profoundly influencing 20th-century drama. more

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