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Gabrielle turned to Colm. “These men will be of interest to you.” Colm looked them over. “Why is that?” he asked. With her back to the infidels, she whispered, “They like to dig holes.

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Julie Garwood
Age: 77
Born: 1946
Born: December 26
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Kansas City
Missouri
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