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“Tentu ia merasa nelangsa saat khalayak tidak lagi menghargai atas apa yang ada di kepalanya. Padahal inilah yang juga selalu diperjuangkannya agar seseorang dihormati bukan dari bagaimana ia tampil atau darimana ia dilahirkan, namun dari apa yang ada di kepalanya dan apa yang diperbuatnya dalam hidup - Teddy W. Kusuma”

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Book:Catatan Perjalanan Tur Kartini
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