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My fondest wish, I suppose, would be to die at the keyboard right after finishing a book, perhaps with a little time off to have some really good sex. It's not, 'Oh, thank God, this is book No. 250. I can die now.'
Nora Roberts
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Nora Roberts
Age: 74
Born: 1950
Born: October 10
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