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Don't leave me, Rainbow Girl. Rainbow Girl. Was that who I was? It seemed so long ago. I smiled faintly. Remember the skirt I wore to Mallucé's the night you told me to dress Goth? It's upstairs in your closet. Never throw it away. It looked like a wet dream on you.

Karen Marie Moning

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