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Maybe I was being too picky. Maybe I didn't want to be close to anyone. Maybe I'd just be the type who couldn't feel love all the way or something. I couldn't tell what was wrong, but what was wrong was that it just wasn't right.

Deb Caletti

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Deb Caletti
Age: 61
Born: 1963
Born: June 16
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San Rafael
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