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Teenagers want to be able to fight for what's right - but finding out what's right is now 90 percent of the battle.
Maggie Stiefvater
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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
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Harrisonburg
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They bit you. You should've changed, too, you know. Sometimes I wish I had, I told him. He closed his eyes, miles away on the other side of the bed. Sometimes I do, too.
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