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Peterbarthw, 62

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About Me

Hi! My name is peterbarthw. I am divorced other caucasian man without kids from United States, Massachusetts, Worcester. Now I'm looking for new relationships. I want to meet a woman, love of my life.

PERSONAL INFORMATION

  • Looking for

    woman

  • Relationship

    Divorced

  • Have kids

    No

  • Wants kids

    No

  • Ethnicity

    Caucasian

  • Faith

    Other

  • Body type

    A Few Extra Pounds

  • Height

    5'8"

  • Smoke

    Yes, socially

  • Drink

    Yes, socially

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