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And when demigods use cell phones, the signals agitate every monster within a hundred miles. It's like sending up a flare: Here I am! Please rearrange my face!

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Rick Riordan
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: June 5
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Military City
USA
Richard Russell Riordan
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Richard Russell Riordan Jr
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