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See that little girl? I wanted to marry her mother, but she ran off with a coal miner, A coal miner? Why did she want a coal miner if she could've had you? Because when he sings...even the birds stop to listen.

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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