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The idea—the fact of it, the fact that he even noticed and thought about me for more than one second—is huge and overwhelming, makes my legs go tingly and my hands feel numb.
Lauren Oliver
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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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