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So this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark. You were from the first day you walked in, with your ridiculous clothes and your bad jokes and your complete inability to ever hide a single thing you felt.
Jojo Moyes
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Jojo Moyes
Age: 55
Born: 1969
Born: August 4
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Pauline Sara Jo Moyes
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