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I was alone, abandoned, living off the streets by the age of nine. By the age of thirteen, I had written a Pulitzer Prize winning novel. At sixteen, I was in prison on a morals charge. I was the toast of the town, the belle of that ball known as high society, and yet in three short years it all came crashing down. Is any of this true? Of course not! But it should be!

Who am I? I'm Jean Valjean!