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I don't think it's a question of whether you eat meat. It's a question of what kind of meat, and where it comes from.

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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