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In them, she saw the sham of her life laid out like a book, the foolish belief that she, that anyone, could escape the consequences of this world, could flee from death. That was the deceit. The true serpent in the garden.
Libba Bray
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Libba Bray
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: March 11
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