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To be honest, I'm not much of a drinker. It makes me sick, and I hate that.

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