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He was only twenty-five.He was young enough to miss his youth just as it was slipping away. The worst kind of loss-the one that is happening as you feel it.
Emma Forrest
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Emma Forrest
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: December 26
Film Director
Journalist
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London
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