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Vanity is a factor, but it is more a question of control. It is easier to trick others into perceiving you as beautiful if you can convince yourself you are beautiful. But mirrors have an uncanny way of telling the truth.
Marissa Meyer
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Marissa Meyer
Age: 40
Born: 1984
Born: February 19
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