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Two of my fav pieces of wisdom from Phoebe: - Men are like parking spots. All the good ones are taken, and those that aren't are inaccessible. - Remember, it's always better to be the smartass rather than the dumbass.

Jill Shalvis

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Jill Shalvis
Age: 54
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the United States of America
Men
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