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Let’s be honest, Nora. You’ve got it bad for me. His eyes held a lot of depth. And I’ve got it bad for you.

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Becca Fitzpatrick
Age: 45
Born: 1979
Born: February 3
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Held
Depth
Honest
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Nora
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