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There was something unbearably sexy about cars at night, Ronan thought. The way the fenders twisted the light and reflected the road, the way every driver became anonymous. The sight of them knocked his heartbeat askew.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 42
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Became
Driver
Night
Twisted
Light
Drivers
Askew
Thought
Cars
Unbearably
Every
Sexy
Anonymous
Something
Road
Knocked
Way
Car
Heartbeat
Sight
Reflected

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