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At fourteen, my sister sailed away from me into a place I’d never been. In the walls of my sex there was horror and blood, in the walls of hers there were windows.

Alice Sebold

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Alice Sebold
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: September 6
Novelist
Writer
Madison
Wisconsin
Never
Sister
Horror
Window
Sex
Wall
Sailed
Blood
Fourteen
Away
Windows
Place
Walls

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