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Please, Lord Maccon, use one of the cups. My delicate sensibilities.” The earl actually snorted. “My dear Miss Tarabotti, if you possessed any such things, you certainly have never shown them to me.

Gail Carriger

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Gail Carriger
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: May 4
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