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So I learned to hold my tongue and to turn my features into an indifferent mask so that no one could ever read my thoughts.
Suzanne Collins
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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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