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Live free or die. Four words. Thirteen letters. Ridges, bumps, swirls under my fingertips. Another story. We cling tightly to it, and our belief turns it to truth.

Lauren Oliver

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Westchester County
New York
Words
Cling
Another
Letters
Stories
Four
Swirls
Truth
Belief
Ridges
Live
Dies
Tightly
Turns
Fingertips
Story
Bumps
Free
Thirteen

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