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Cut the ending. Revise the script. The man of her dreams is a girl.

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Julie Anne Peters
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 16
Author
Engineer
Writer
Jamestown
New York
Script
Scripts
Cutting
Dreams
Girl
Dream
Revise
Men
Girly
Ending

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