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Besides, he said breezily, were it not for misunderstandings, we would be sadly lacking in great literature. She looked at him questioningly. Where would Romeo and Juliet be? Alive.

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Julia Quinn
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: January 12
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Evergreen State
Julie Cotler
Julie Pottinger
Alive
Misunderstandings
Literature
Romeo
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Juliet
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