The photoplay; a psychological study (1916)

Record Details:

Title:
The photoplay; a psychological study
Date:
1916
Publisher:
New York [etc.] D. Appleton and company
Volume:
The photoplay; a psychological study
Leaf #:
000130
Language:
English
Collection:
Books
Format:
Books
Contributor:
Cornell University Library
Sponsor:
MSN
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
July 19, 2022
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