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Did they find something wanting in you, Gemma, at the party? You didn’t speak too freely or behave…strangely?” I grew claws and bayed at the moon. I confessed that I eat the hearts of small children. I told them I like the French.
Libba Bray
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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
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