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<title>#3748 &#8212; Monica from The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie by Jay Presson Allen</title>
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<description>&quot;I thought you could…advise me. When somebody’s taken Holy Orders, one imagines she’ll be…wiser than oneself. More level-headed, somehow. It isn’t logical. I mean, I’d tried elsewhere. You weren’t exactly top of my list. It’s just that…well, my sister-in-law was staying with us. And she came into the kitchen while&#8230;&quot;</description>
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