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He rolled his eyes. First, my Dad's Korean and my mom was Swedish. Second, I totally suck at math. I don't like cuckoo clocks or skiing or fancy chocolate either. I sputtered a laugh. I think that's Swiss.

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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 55
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
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city of Sudbury
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