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You saw my leg? How can a man help what he sees? he said. And, if I could add, you possess a very fine leg.

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Shannon Hale
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: January 26
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Fantasy Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Salt Lake City
Utah
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Fine
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Helping
Men
Possess
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Sees
Legs

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