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I'm sick of people lying to me for my own good. Because really it's mostly for their own good.

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Screenwriter
Writer
Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
Suzanne Collins
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I look at Peeta and he gives me a sad smile. I hear Haymitch's voice. You could do a lot worse. At this moment, it's impossible to imagine how I could do any better. The gift...it is perfect. So when I rise up on my tiptoe to kiss him, it doesn't seem forced at all.
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