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Victoria Elisabeth Garcia was born in the San Luis
Valley, the decendant of gunslingers and German
aristocrats. She attended Simon's Rock College and
the University of California at Irvine. Sometime
during that part of her education, she may have
managed to be hip for as many as thirty-six hours. In law
school, at the University of Colorado, she was paid
to summarize both the tort law of Papua, New Guinea,
and Madonna's unauthorized bigoraphy.
Now a resident of
Portland, Oregon, she works as an AmeriCorps
member-attorney, representing Native American
survivors of domestic violence. In her off time,
she
crafts incendiary tracts with the Portland
Surrealist
Group, and fusses over other people's dogs with her
husband, author John Aegard. This is her first
published story.
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