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Hope is the crystal meth of emotions. It hooks you fast and kills you hard.

Jennifer Donnelly

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Jennifer Donnelly
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: August 29
Author
Novelist
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Port Chester
New York
Emotions
Fast
Emotion
Meth
Hope
Hooks
Hard
Crystal
Crystals
Kills
Hook

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