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There’s nothing here,” Carter said. “What do you want?” I asked. “We’ve got wax, some toilet papyrus, an ugly statue.
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Rick Riordan
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: June 5
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Richard Russell Riordan
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Richard Russell Riordan Jr
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