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And I find perfect beauty excessively boring, don't you?
Gail Carriger
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Gail Carriger
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: May 4
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Alexia gave in to his demanding touch, but only, of course, because he sounded so pathetic. It had nothing, whatsoever to do with her own quickening heartbeat.
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