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Oh, please, I rolled my eyes, You're a leftie, Barrons. Touche, Ms. Lane, he murmured.

Karen Marie Moning

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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 59
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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Science Fiction Writer
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Cincinnati
Ohio
Murmured
Lane
Lanes
Rolled
Please
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