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I seem to have run in a great circle, and met myself again on the starting line.

Jeanette Winterson

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Jeanette Winterson
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: August 27
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Short Story Writer
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