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I love that blurry place where life’s transitions are made without you even knowing it.

Ann Brashares

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Ann Brashares
Age: 57
Born: 1967
Born: July 30
Film Writer
Novelist
Writer
City of Alexandria
Virginia
Love
Transitions
Life
Blurry
Transition
Knowing
Place
Without
Even
Made

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