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So, what are you doing tonight? Me? Janie laughs. Homework, of course. You want company? Carrie's looking wistful. Do you have homework to do? Of course. WEther I do it or not is the real question.

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Lisa McMann
Age: 56
Born: 1968
Born: February 27
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