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BURNOUT:
The morning after Halloween Nan wakes up on a subway train. She doesn’t know how she got the costume she’s wearing. Or the makeup. Or the bruises. There is only one thing she wants more than to remember. And that is to forget. |
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THE EXILE OF GIGI LANE:
She’s not your average mean girl, or your run-of-the-mill Queen Bee and she’s far from a brassy blonde with a heart of gold. She’s Gigi Lane, and the only thing more stunning than her rise to glory, is her fall from grace. |
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SIGHT:
Drifter, Drifter’s gonna gettcha. His hair’s on fire and his eye’s are black. First snow’s coming and he’s coming back. He got Clarence and he’ll get you too. Drifter, Drifter’s coming for you. |
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SKIN:
“I’m telling you this because you didn’t ask. I’ve got it all here, growing like a tumor in my throat. I’m telling you because if I don’t, I will choke on it. I want to tell. It’s mine to tell. Even if you didn’t ask, you have it to hear it.” |
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