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She had never had a boy talk to her like that. There was no cover of bullshit, no flirtation, no added charm, but his look was searing. He was different from anyone she had known.

Ann Brashares

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Known
Flirtation
Look
Added
Looks
Bullshit
Different
Cover
Never
Charm
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Boys
Anyone
Talk
Searing

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