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Then Octavia drops to her knees, rubs the hem of a skirt against her cheek, and burst into tears. It's been so long, she gasps, since I've seen anything pretty.

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Suzanne Collins
Age: 62
Born: 1962
Born: August 10
Executive Producer
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Science Fiction Writer
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Hartford
Connecticut
Suzanne Marie Collins
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