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I'd rather live a hard life of fact than a sweet life of lies.

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
Author
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Cincinnati
Ohio
Lying
Rather
Fact
Facts
Live
Hard
Life
Lies
Sweet

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