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Why are we designed to see the world as supremely beautiful just as we're about to be snuffed? Do rabbits feel the same as the fox teeth bite down on their necks? Is it mercy?
Margaret Atwood
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Margaret Atwood
Age: 84
Born: 1939
Born: November 18
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Ottawa (Ontario)
Margaret Eleanor Atwood
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