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How can I shed tears for a man I should never have allowed to touch me in any way?

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Touch
Tears
Way
Never
Men
Shed
Allowed

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