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Barrons, Jericho: I haven't the faintest fecking clue. He keeps saving my life. I suppose that's something.

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
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