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You won't even take your bow? Are you planning to throttle a moose with your bare hands, then?

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
Novelist
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Hands
Take
Even
Throttle
Moose
Bare
Bows
Planning

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