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Love and all the obsessive behaviors associated with it, was an absurd emotion.

Judith McNaught

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Judith McNaught
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: May 10
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Novelist
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San Luis Obispo
California
Emotion
Love
Behaviors
Obsessive
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Absurd
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