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Have you noticed, she asked him, how we live much of our lives in the past and most of the rest of it in the future? Have you noticed how often the present moment slips by quiet unnoticed?
Mary Balogh
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Mary Balogh
Age: 80
Born: 1944
Born: March 24
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