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Men always want to be remembered whereas women realize that requires being dead.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
Men
Whereas
Remembered
Requires
Realize
Dead
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Women
Always

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