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Oompa-Loompa Land?” He shook his head. “No way. Orange people give me the creeps. I don’t even like fake tans. I’d never be their king.

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Larissa Ione
Age: 42
Born: 1982
Born: August 12
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Oregon
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Sydney Croft
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