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I don’t often know who should read what book. It’s a little bit like trying to set people up on a date - a good match is unpredictable and mysterious.

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Kristin Cashore
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: June 10
Novelist
Writer
Boston
Massachusetts
Littles
Little
Unpredictable
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Match
Trying
Date
Good
Mysterious
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Bits
People
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