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He wasn't handsome. That was too calm a word. He was intensely masculine. He was sexual. He attracted.

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
Handsome
Attracted
Sexual
Calm
Wasn
Word
Intensely
Masculine

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