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“She’s at least one thing that’s right, going forward. Building a generation is like building a wall - one good, well-made brick at a time, one good, well-made child at a time. Enough good bricks, you have a good wall. Enough good children, you have a generation that won’t start a world enveloping war.” (79%)”

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Book:The Huntress
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The Huntress

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Kate Quinn
Kate Quinn

Kate Quinn is an individual active in contemporary times, with her specific profession and category unknown. She was born in 1981, and has over 40 years of history. more

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