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Nothing has ever been so painful or delicious as being so close to him and being unable to do anything about it: like eating ice cream so fast on a hot day you get a splitting headache.
Lauren Oliver
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Lauren Oliver
Age: 41
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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Westchester County
New York
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