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What did you expect? That he'd send you flowers and write you bad poetry? That dead Nemean prowler is pretty much as close to a stuffed animal as you're ever going to get from a Spartan like Logan Quinn.

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Jennifer Estep
Age: 25
Born: 2000
Born: January 1
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