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He raked his fingers through his hair. She doesn't need me. Ralston smirked. You are laboring under that mistaken impression that it is their job to need us. In my experience it is almost always the other way around.

Sarah MacLean

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Sarah MacLean
Age: 45
Born: 1978
Born: December 17
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