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Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger, And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved.

Peter S. Beagle

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Peter S. Beagle
Age: 85
Born: 1939
Born: April 20
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Manhattan borough
New York City
Peter Soyer Beagle
Love
Behaved
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Habit
Loved
Knew
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