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It's starting to sink in, Corny said. I can almost look at you without wanting to bang my head against the wall.

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Holly Black
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: November 10
Journalist
Novelist
Writer
New Jersey
United States
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Bangs
Without
Corny
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Sink
Wanting
Starting
Wall
Head
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