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A ghostly smile flickered across his face. If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around. Funny, I feel that way about you too. He didn't say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away.

Richelle Mead

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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