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If killing yourself is not an option anymore, you have to sink into the darkness instead, and make something out of it.
Emma Forrest
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Emma Forrest
Age: 47
Born: 1976
Born: December 26
Film Director
Journalist
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London
England
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Darkness
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Killing
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