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You’re not leaving me here alone,” I say. Because if he dies, I’ll never go home, not really. I’ll spend the rest of my life in this arena, trying to think my way out.
Suzanne Collins
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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
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Suzanne Marie Collins
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