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There was only the cemetery itself, spread out in the moonlight like a soft grey hallucination, a stony wilderness of Victorian melancholy.

Audrey Niffenegger

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Audrey Niffenegger
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: June 13
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Science Fiction Writer
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South Haven
Michigan
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Melancholy
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Soft
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Victorian
Cemetery
Moonlight

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