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No wonder men got impervious to superficial pain, I thought. It came from this habit of hammering each other incessantly.
Diana Gabaldon
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Diana Gabaldon
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 11
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Williams
Arizona
Diana J. Gabaldon Perez
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