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I was...a journalist...though my typical beat was freelancing articles on Canadian politics, which never included any mention of demonic phenomena, though it might explain the rise of the neoconservatives.

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Kelley Armstrong
Age: 56
Born: 1968
Born: December 14
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city of Sudbury
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