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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
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Theta
Skins
Gills
Next
Potted
Night
Embalmed
Time
Zebra
Zebras
Crashed
Thick
Ossified

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