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I wanted to wake you straightaway, but I knew I had to wait several hours to ensure you were safely recovered. What! How long has it been? Five minutes. I got bored.

Jonathan Stroud

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Jonathan Stroud
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: October 27
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Jonathan Anthony Stroud
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