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Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them.

Alice Sebold

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Alice Sebold
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: September 6
Novelist
Writer
Madison
Wisconsin
Murderers
Murderer
Frightening
Monsters
Thing
Men

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