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He is not the same person as when we met, but . . . neither am I. Time has refined us, but instead of pushing us apart, we’re closer than ever.

Ann Aguirre

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Ann Aguirre
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: August 27
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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the United States of America
Ellen Connor
Ava Gray
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