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I’m suspicious of the notion of a single book that would benefit everyone to read.

Kristin Cashore

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
Novelist
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
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Would
Suspicious
Benefit
Notion
Benefits
Single
Read
Everyone

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