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“It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York… The idea of being electrocuted makes me sick, and that’s all there was to read about in the papers… It had nothing to do with me, but I couldn’t help wondering what it would be like, being burned alive all along your nerves.”

– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

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