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Whitney: You black-hearted, treacherous, conniving scoundrel. Clayton: Your flattery warms my heart
Judith McNaught
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Judith McNaught
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: May 10
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San Luis Obispo
California
Treacherous
Flattery
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Whitney
Scoundrels
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