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You know every cell in our bodies is completely renewed every seven years, so how can we talk about being the same person? We're absolutely not.

Jeanette Winterson

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Jeanette Winterson
Age: 67
Born: 1957
Born: August 27
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Film Producer
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Short Story Writer
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Manchester
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