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Peeta smiles at me, sad and mocking. Okay. Thanks for the tip, sweetheart.
Suzanne Collins
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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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