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It is a giggle full of high spirits and merry mischief, proof that we never lose our girlish selves, no matter what sort of women we become.

Libba Bray

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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
Novelist
Writer
Texas
United States
Never
Full
Giggle
Sort
Mischief
High
Selves
Spirit
Merry
Become
Spirits
Women
Proof
Matter
Lose
Self
Loses
Girlish

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