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Like is an emotion. Emotions”—he raised a hand, made a fist, clenched it tightly—“are like holding water. You open your hand, there’s nothing there. Better to be a weapon than a woman.

Karen Marie Moning

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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
Water
Weapon
Woman
Holding
Hands
Emotions
Better
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Nothing
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Clenched
Made
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Tightly
Like
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Fist
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