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I shift from one foot to the other, trying to get a good look at him. When I finally do, I look away. His eyes were already on me, probably drawn by my nervous movement.

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Veronica Roth
Age: 36
Born: 1988
Born: August 19
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
New York City
New York
Veronica Anne Roth
Looks
Already
Trying
Movement
Good
Feet
Probably
Shift
Eyes
Drawn
Eye
Foot
Away
Nervous
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