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Description

From Silly to Dramatic and a few things in between.

Dr. S Character Voices
Mackie Manual
Witty Reading
Dramatic Read

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US West Coast - California, Portland)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
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