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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?

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Kiersten White
Age: 41
Born: 1983
Born: June 27
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Utah
United States
Kiersten Brazier
Everyone
Earrings
Keep
Assassins
Doe
Sneakers
Look
Pink
Looks
Seriously
Heart
Asking
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Sort
Maybe
Assassin

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