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I never gossip. I observe. And then relay my observations to practically everyone.
Gail Carriger
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Gail Carriger
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: May 4
Archaeologist
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Bolinas
California
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Lady Maccon cogitated. She would like to encourage this new spirit of social-mindedness. If Felicity needed anything in her life, it was a cause. Then she might stop nitpicking everyone else.
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She moved with such purpose it was as though she walked with exclamation marks.
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I am entirely capable. Of what, waddling up to someone and ruthlessly bumping into them?
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These feelings you engender in me, my lord, are most indelicate. You should stop causing them immediately.
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Lord Akeldama did so love to know all the gossip about the mundane world, but it was in the manner of a cat amusing himself among the butterflies without a need to interfere should their wings get torn off. They were only butterflies, after all.
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His lordship can eat my fat—
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Uh, my lord, I am not actually food. You do realize this, yes?
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