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Everything seems to be working. Except me. I'm broken.

Julie Anne Peters

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Julie Anne Peters
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 16
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Engineer
Writer
Jamestown
New York
Broken
Working
Seems
Everything
Except

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