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Po flickered. Thank you? it repeated. What is that? Liesl thought. It means, You were wonderful, she said. It means, I couldn't have done it without you.

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Lauren Oliver
Age: 41
Born: 1982
Born: November 8
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Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Westchester County
New York
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