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To be closed from everything, and yet to feel, to think...This is the truth of hell, stripped of its gaudy medievalisms. This loss of contact.

Joanne Harris

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Joanne Harris
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: July 3
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Stripped
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Closed
Thinking
Contact
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Hell
Truth
Everything
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Gaudy

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