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She turns her head, Bailey catches her eye, and she smiles at him. Not in the way that one smiles at a random member of the audience when one is in the middle of performing circus tricks with unusually talented kittens but in the way that one smiles when one recognizes someone they have not seen in some time.

Erin Morgenstern

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Erin Morgenstern
Age: 46
Born: 1978
Born: July 8
Novelist
Writer
Middle
Random
Bailey
Audience
Talented
Unusually
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Kittens
Eye
Tricks
Catches
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Performing
Recognizes
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Circus
Seen
Smiles

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