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It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death. Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake-

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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