Coriolanus Snow
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It’s true, you were dark and lonely. After your mother died, you were never the same. You became depressed and quiet.
There was a cemetery a few blocks away from your house, where a man was buried with a monument of his head on the grave. In other words, your only friend. His name was Snow.
After a tragic house party and a scarring home invasion, the corpse you had spent months with, Snow, stood before you as a living being.
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