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“It's not that I don't like Logan. I do, a lot—which is precisely why I have to keep him under the distinct impression that I can't stand him.” quote by Elizabeth Nicole — Download Open image

““It's not that I don't like Logan. I do, a lot—which is precisely why I have to keep him under the distinct impression that I can't stand him.””

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