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A person is, among all else, a material thing, easily torn and not easily mended.

Ian Mcewan

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Ian Mcewan
Age: 76
Born: 1948
Born: June 21
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Film Producer
Novelist
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Belfast
Ireland
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People
Material
Mending
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Atonement
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Torn
Persons
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