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At one O'Clock, Miss Celia comes in the kitchen and says she's ready for her first cooking lesson. She settles on a stool. She's wearing a tight red sweater and a red skirt and enough makeup to scare a hooker.
Kathryn Stockett
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Kathryn Stockett
Age: 56
Born: 1969
Born: January 1
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