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Theta crashed next to them on the thick zebra-skin rug. “I’m embalmed.” “Potted and splificated?” “Ossified to the gills. Time for night-night.

Libba Bray

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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
Novelist
Writer
Texas
United States
Zebras
Crashed
Thick
Ossified
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Theta
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Gills
Next
Potted
Night
Embalmed
Time
Zebra

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