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she’s not pretty, that word is too small. She is not like the girls I used to stare at, all bend and curve and softness. She is small but strong, and her bright eyes demand attention. Looking at her is like waking up.

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Veronica Roth
Age: 36
Born: 1988
Born: August 19
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Science Fiction Writer
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New York City
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Veronica Anne Roth
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