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I think my head's a minefield strewn with triggers, and maybe if I survive each explosion, what emerges from the wreckage will be me, really, truly me.

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
Head
Strewn
Maybe
Wreckage
Really
Emerges
Think
Explosion
Thinking
Triggers
Explosions
Survive
Minefield
Truly
Minefields

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