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Please do not strain yourself, Miss Doyle. I won't have my girls going cross-eyed in the name of art.

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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
Novelist
Writer
Texas
United States
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Art
Crosses
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Girls
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Doyle
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