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Someday she will be saved, and the past and all its pain will be rendered as smoothly palatable as the food we spoon to our babies.

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 41
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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Science Fiction Writer
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Westchester County
New York
Rendered
Babies
Someday
Saved
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Palatable
Food
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