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Careful with the accusations of insanity, oh my lady whose home is a tower with windows of brick, all for the sake of some skinny-ankled, laugh-prone boy of a khan.

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Shannon Hale
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: January 26
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Fantasy Author
Novelist
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Salt Lake City
Utah
Laugh
Bricks
Window
Towers
Whose
Skinny
Accusations
Laughing
Windows
Khan
Boys
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Home
Lady
Prone
Careful
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