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But when you're alone in the world, really alone, you have no choice but to be open to suggestions.

Sarah Dessen

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Sarah Dessen
Age: 54
Born: 1970
Born: June 6
Novelist
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Evanston
Illinois
Choices
Really
World
Suggestions
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Open
Alone

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