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It's a sponge and I'm a sponge and for a second there all our sponge parts are one and I don't just have square pants, everything about me is squarish because I'm part of a wall.
Karen Marie Moning
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Karen Marie Moning
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: November 1
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