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Do you want your blood to stay where it is sochar-lar? Tavi lifted both eyebrows at the unfamiliar word, and glanced at Varg. Monkey, Varg supplied, in Aleran. And male-child. He called me monkey boy? Tavi asked.

Jim Butcher

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Jim Butcher
Age: 53
Born: 1971
Born: October 26
Actor
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Science Fiction Writer
Independence
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Blood
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