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A rat called Possible New Strain was sitting under a spaghetti strainer held down with a pile of journalism textbooks, saying rude things in rat-speak.

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Scott Westerfeld
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: May 5
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Dallas
Texas
Scott David Westerfeld
Journalism
Held
Sitting
Spaghetti
Saying
Textbooks
Called
Pile
Possible
Rats
Speak
Strain
Things
Rude

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