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Maybe this is the secret to talking to boys--maybe you just have to be angry all the time.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Westchester County
New York
Angry
Boys
Maybe
Secret
Talking
Time

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