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I wasn't crying, my eyes were running. My eyes were running because there were pieces of zombies all over my toys. Jesus.

Laurell K. Hamilton

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Laurell K. Hamilton
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: February 19
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Heber Springs
Arkansas
Laurell Kaye Hamilton
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