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Justice wields an erratic sword, grants mercy to fortunate few. Yet if man doesn't fight for her, 'tis chaos he's left to.

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Marisha Pessl
Age: 47
Born: 1977
Born: October 26
Writer
Clarkston
Michigan
Men
Fortunate
Chaos
Mercy
Fight
Justice
Wields
Fighting
Erratic
Left
Sword
Doesn
Grants

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