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A small town is nothing but eyes and gaping maw it pecks at its own like a flock of vicious birds.

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Sonya Hartnett
Age: 56
Born: 1968
Born: March 23
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Box Hill
Victoria
Australia
Cameron S. Redfern
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Gaping
Eyes
Flock
Eye
Flocks
Nothing
Vicious
Like
Birds
Town
Towns
Bird

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