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HAPA was like mint. You could rip it up, and six months later, it was back, healthier than ever. Mint smelled better, though, and you could make juleps out of it. I don’t know what I could make out of HAPA. Compost, maybe.
Kim Harrison
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Kim Harrison
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: January 1
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