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He’d developed a strangely tender feeling towards such words, as if they were children abandoned in the woods and it was his duty to rescue them.
Margaret Atwood
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Margaret Atwood
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: November 18
Essayist
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Non-Fiction Writer
Novelist
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Ottawa (Ontario)
Margaret Eleanor Atwood
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