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Your head will be fine,” said Miri. “It’s your neck you should worry about.

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Shannon Hale
Age: 50
Born: 1974
Born: January 26
Author
Fantasy Author
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Salt Lake City
Utah
Head
Miri
Neck
Necks
Fine
Worry

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