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Plus, I was about to spend six weeks with Christian Ozera. He was sarcastic, difficult, and made jokes about everything. Actually, he was a lot like me. It was going to be a long six weeks.

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Richelle Mead
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: November 12
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Michigan
United States
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Christian
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