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History,' Mari muttered, as if she'd overheard his thoughts. 'Why do we need to know what happened before we were born?' 'So hopefully we get smarter and don't make the same mistakes again.

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Cinda Williams Chima
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 1
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