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1d79c27
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I feel bare. I didn't realize I wore my secrets as armor until they were gone and now everyone sees me as I really am.
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secrets
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Veronica Roth |
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f67282a
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Then everyone can call you Six." "Four and Six," I say."
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Veronica Roth |
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2392fb3
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My name is Four," I say. "Call me 'Stiff' again and you and I will have a problem."
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tobias-eaton
the-transfer
four
veronica-roth
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Veronica Roth |
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e905e0d
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Every faction conditions its members to think and act a certain way. And most people do it. For most people, it's not hard to learn, to find a pattern of thought that works and stay that way. But our minds move in a dozen different directions. We can't be confined to one way of thinking, and that terrifies our leaders. It means we can't be controlled. And it means that no matter what they do, we will always cause trouble for them.
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dystopia
thinking
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Veronica Roth |
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7386a8d
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He kisses me again, more insistent this time, his hands squeezing my waist. His breaths, his body, my body, we are so close there is no difference.
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Veronica Roth |
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c861427
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Are you conceding?' he says, his mouth falling open with mock surprise. 'Seems like that serum did you some good after all...' I shove him as hard as I can. 'Take that back. Take it back now.' 'Okay, okay!' He puts up his hands. 'It's just... I'm not very nice either, you know. That's why I like you so- ' 'Out!' I shout, pointing at the door.
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Veronica Roth |
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26825ef
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Sometimes people just want to be happy, even if it's not real.
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Veronica Roth |
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99d6d65
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I regret..." Tobias tilts his head, and sighs. "I regret my choice." "What Choice?" "Dauntless," he says. "I was born Abnegation. I was planning on leaving Dauntless, and becoming factionless. But I met , and... I felt like maybe I could make something more of my decision." "
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dauntless
romantic
love
faction
tobias-eaton
tris-prior
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Veronica Roth |
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c9f895d
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You die, I die too.
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tobias-eaton
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Veronica Roth |
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6a91cf6
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Human reason can excuse any evil.
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humanity
reasoning
evil
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Veronica Roth |
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9ff6307
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My heart beats so hard it hurts, and I can't scream and I can't breathe, but I also feel everything, every vein and every fiber, every bone and every nerve, all awake and buzzing in my body as if charged with electricity. I am pure adrenaline.
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Veronica Roth |
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0bb3abe
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It reminds me that no embrace will ever feel the same again, because no one will ever be like her again, because she's gone. She's gone, and crying feels so useless, so stupid, but it's all I can do.
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grief
loss
love
tris
tobias
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Veronica Roth |
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635d85e
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I am your instructor", he says."My name is Four". Christina asks, "Four? Like the number?" "Yes", Four says. "Is there a problem?" "No." "Good. We're about to go into the Pit, which you will someday learn to love. It-" Christina snickers. "The Pit? Clever name." Four walks up to Christina and leans his face close to hers. His eyes narrow, and for a second he just stares at her. "What's your name?" he asks quietly. "Christina", she squeaks. ..
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Veronica Roth |
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3d11a4d
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He pus his lips next to my ear and says, "You look good, Tris."
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Veronica Roth |
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6a003f2
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I am collecting the lessons each faction has to teach me, and storing them in my mind like a guidebook for moving through the world. There is always somthing to learn, always somthing that is important to understand
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Veronica Roth |
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What do you think they're going to do to us when they find us guilty?" she says after a few minutes of silence have passed. "Honestly?" "Does now seem like the time for honesty?" I look at her from the corner of my eye. "I think they're going to force us to eat lots of cake and then take an unreasonably long nap."
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humor
naps
trial
guilty
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Veronica Roth |
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9878526
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You will be the first test subject, Tobias. Beatrice, however...." She smiles. "You are too injured to be of much use to me, so your execution will occur at the conclusion of this meeting." I try to hide the shudder that goes through me at the word "execution," my shoulder screaming with pain, and look up at Tobias. It's hard to blink tears back when I see the terror in Tobias's wide, dark eyes. "No," says Tobias. His voice trembles, but hi..
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love
hurt
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Veronica Roth |
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b5a857e
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What did you do?" I mumble. He is just a few feet away from me now, but not close enough to hear me. As he passes me he stretches out his hand. He wraps it around my palm and squeezes. Squeezes, then lets go. His eyes are bloodshot; he is pale. "What did you do?" This time the question tears from my throat like a growl. I throw myself toward him, struggling against Peter's grip, though his hands chafe. "What did you do?" I scream. "You die,..
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beatrice-prior
dauntless
erudite
inspirational
brave
insurgent
tobias-eaton
tobias
tris-prior
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Veronica Roth |
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4bf6a11
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If you are really one of us, it won't matter to you that you might fail. And if it does, you are a coward.
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eric
divergent
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Veronica Roth |
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45a1d14
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I don't belong to Abnegation, or Dauntless, or even the Divergent. I don't belong to the Bureau or the experiment or the fringe. I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me-they, and the love and loyalty I give them, form my identity far more than any word or group ever could.
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Veronica Roth |
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cd68a08
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People talk about the pain of grief, but I don't know what they mean. To me, grief is a devastating numbness, every sensation dulled.
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Veronica Roth |
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9f75004
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I hear my heartbeat. I have been looking at him too long, but then, he has been looking back, and I feel like we are both trying to say something the other can't hear, though I could be imagining it. Too long - and now even longer, my heart even louder, his tranquil eyes swallowing me whole.
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Veronica Roth |
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bc35f7b
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And everyone saw me. Tobias saw me. I hear footsteps. Tobias marches toward me and wrenches me to my feet. "What the hell was that, Stiff?" "I..." My breath comes in a hiccup. "I didn't-" "Get yourself together! This is pathetic." Something within me snaps. My tears stop. Heat races through my body, driving the weakness out of me, and I smack him so hard my knuckles burn with the impact. He stares at me, one side of his face bright with blu..
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love
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Veronica Roth |
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217f705
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Hearing him talk about his mother, about his intact family, makes my chest hurt for a second, like someone pierced it with a needle.
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pain
grief
loss
sadness
love
missing-someone
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Veronica Roth |
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f452f8b
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Some things are hard to let go of.
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tris
tobias
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Veronica Roth |
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7657165
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It's not often real that you encounter the real person behind a good-natured mask, the darkest part of someone. It's not comfortable what you do.
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insurgent
divergent
tris
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Veronica Roth |
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642c1b9
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Evil depends on where you're standing.
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Veronica Roth |
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c5e0a98
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I was so afraid that we would just keep colliding over and over again if we stayed together, and that eventually the impact would break me. But now I know I am like the blade and he is like the whetstone-- I am too strong to break so easily, and I become better, sharper, every time I touch him.
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Veronica Roth |
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630aa79
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Eric called Al's suicide brave, and he was wrong. My mother's death was brave. I remember how calm she was, how determined. It isn't just brave that she died for me; it is brave that she did it without announcing it, without hesitation, and without appearing to consider another option.
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Veronica Roth |
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d138c95
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Scrubbing the floor when no one else wanted to was something that my mother would have done. If I can't be with her, the least I can do is act like her sometimes.
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love
separation
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Veronica Roth |
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6fc6e92
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He gives me a conflicted look and touches his lips to my forehead, right between my eyebrows. I close my eyes. I don't understand this, whatever it is. But I don't want to ruin it, so I say nothing. He doesn't move; he just stays there with his mouth pressed to my skin, and I stay there with my hands on his waist, for a long time.
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Veronica Roth |
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a5b58aa
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It is more important for you to be safe than right, for the time being. Understand? (...) But please, when you see an opportunity...ruin them
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four
tobias
veronica-roth
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Veronica Roth |
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2fd3f77
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I keep finding myself stifled by the company of others and then crippled by loneliness when I leave them. I am terrified and I don't even know of what, because I have lost everything already.
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grief
tris
tobias
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Veronica Roth |
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0d6634f
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His hands skim my bare arms. "Just bounce a little when you walk," he says, kissing my forehead, "and pretend you're afraid of their guns" --another kiss between my eyebrows-- "and act like the shrinking violet you could never be "--a kiss on my cheek-- "and you'll be fine."
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Veronica Roth |
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2a21d6b
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Just as I have insisted on his worth, he has always insisted on my strength, insisted that my capacity is greater than I believe. And I know, without being told, that's what love does, when it's right-it makes you more than you were, more than you thought you could be. This is right.
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Veronica Roth |
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399e6d4
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I pull my foot back again, but Four's hands clamp around my arms, and he pulls me away from her with irresistible force. I breathe through gritted teeth, staring at Molly's blood-covered face, the color deep and rich and beautiful, in a way. She groans, and I hear a gurgling in her throat, watch blood trickle from her lips. "You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes too wide; they look alar..
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life
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Veronica Roth |
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7f65379
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Lynn, she saved half our faction from stuff," says Marlene, tapping the bandage on her arm from where the Dauntless traitors shot her. "Well, half of half of our faction." "In some circles they call that a quarter, Mar," Lynn says."
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math
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Veronica Roth |
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e1b6c3c
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Crying defies scientific explanation. Tears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason for tear glands to overproduce tears at the behest of emotion.
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pain
emotion
insurgent
divergent
tears
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Veronica Roth |
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4896d4e
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I wish I could say I felt guilty for what I did. I don't.
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Veronica Roth |
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11e7c1c
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One choice can transform you.
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insurgent
divergent
tris-prior
veronica-roth
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Veronica Roth |
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17de029
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I didn't realize until that moment that Dauntless initiation had taught me an important lesson: how to keep going.
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Veronica Roth |
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c417831
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If we stay together, I'll have to forgive you over and over again, and if you're still in this, you'll have to forgive me over and over again too. So forgiveness isn't the point. What I really should have been trying to figure out is whether we were still good for each other or not
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beatrice-prior
tobias-eaton
four
tris
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Veronica Roth |
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6f4bb70
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Tris," Tobias says, crouching next to me. His face is pale, almost yellow. There is too much I want to say. The first thing that comes out is, "Beatrice." He laughs weakly. "Beatrice," he amends, and touches his lips to mine. I curl my fingers into his shirt."
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tris-prior
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Veronica Roth |
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f574c5a
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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 |