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Hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you're brown, you'll find out you're blue. As blue as indigo. And you know what that means. Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone.

Tom Robbins

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Tom Robbins
Age: 92
Born: 1932
Born: July 22
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Thomas Eugene Robbins
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