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A verbal promise behind closed doors, even a statement written on paper-these could easily evaporate . . . .

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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
Suzanne Collins
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