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And I hear nothing because it's like the volume button has been turned down on our lives and nobody has anything to say anymore. I want to be an adjective again. But I am a noun.

Melina Marchetta

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Melina Marchetta
Age: 59
Born: 1965
Born: March 25
Screenwriter
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Sydney
NSW
Carmelina Marchetta
Lives
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