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When do these three days expire? That's what pisses me off. I don't know. He was annoyingly vague. The nerve. Threatening you and not being precise about it.

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
Writer
Cincinnati
Ohio
Nerves
Days
Annoyingly
Three
Pisses
Expire
Nerve
Threatening
Vague
Precise

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