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Impossibility is a log thrown on the fires of love.

Laurie R. King

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Laurie R. King
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: September 19
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Science Fiction Writer
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Oakland
California
Laurie King
Leigh Richards
Impossibility
Thrown
Fire
Love
Fires

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