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As our listeners will know, unless they've taken refuge at the bottom of a garden pond or somewhere similar, You-Know-Who's strategy of remaining in the shadows is creating a nice little climate of panic.

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J. K. Rowling
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: July 31
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