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Written by Katharine Shade
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Monday, 04 May 1998 |
 I'm watching Claudia Christian rush back
and forth around her hotel room, attempting to finish some last minute
business - including a pit stop in the bathroom - before she sits down
across the round table to start our interview. We’re not alone; a two
man team from a Pay-TV channel are here to film an interview, and three
more from a radio program hover in the background, eagerly awaiting
their chance to talk to the actress. As well there is Claudia’s long
time friend Damon, acting as her minder. All in all, a capacity
crowd. But the tall, slim actress is not phased by all the
attention. Claudia offers drinks and chips all round. “What are
these?” she asks, holding out a bag of chicken flavour. After I
explain, she crinkles up her nose. “Yuck. We don’t chicken flavoured!” |
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