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And what if in the future we're at war again, or we still haven't elected a non-white or non-male president, or the Rolling Stones are still dragging their tired old butts on stage? That would depress me way too much.

Jay Asher

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Jay Asher
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: September 30
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