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I didn't want him to become gray and multi-dimensional and complicated like everyone else. Was every Heathcliff a Linton in disguise?

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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