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Why does everyone keep asking me that? Seriously, did I look like some sort of pyscho assassin? Maybe it was the pink sneakers. Or the heart earrings?
Kiersten White
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Kiersten White
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: June 27
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Kiersten Brazier
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