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Charlotte Perkins Gilman: Turned
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In her soft-carpeted, thick-curtained, richly furnished chamber, Mrs Marroner lay sobbing on the wide, soft bed. She sobbed bitt...
Charlotte Perkins Gilman:The Yellow Wallpaper
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It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer. A colonial mansion, a heredit...
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