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This object that we hold in our hands, a book... that tactile pleasure, it's just not going to go away.

Maggie Stiefvater

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Maggie Stiefvater
Age: 43
Born: 1981
Born: November 18
Novelist
Writer
Harrisonburg
Virginia
Tactile
Going
Object
Objects
Hold
Pleasure
Away
Hands
Book

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