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Taylor clapped for attention. “Miss New Mexico, let’s not get all down in the bummer basement where the creepy things live. There are people in heathen China who don’t even have airline trays. We have a lot to be grateful for.

Libba Bray

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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
Novelist
Writer
Texas
United States
People
Miss
Bummer
China
Basement
Grateful
Heathen
Missing
Basements
Attention
Taylor
Live
Creepy
Even
Airline
Clapped
Things
Mexico
Trays

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