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Marnie hated to see her spend so much of herself on someone who didn't care.

Ann Brashares

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Spend
Didn
Someone
Care
Much
Hated

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