Hunter Page-Lochard finds no shame in admitting he’s a nepo baby.

“Good luck being a doctor in my household,” the actor laughs when reflecting on a childhood surrounded by creatives.

With a renowned choreographer and artistic director for a dad, a mother who danced in the New York Ballet — not to mention a wider mob of aunts, uncles and cousins with rhythm and creativity pulsing through their veins — Page-Lochard never really stood a chance at your typical nine-to-five.

“If I look back into my childhood, every time we gathered, there was always a performance,” he says.

“There was always Michael Jackson, Diana Ross or Tina Turner. . . something thrown on, and even dresses and make-up and drag shows — the whole glitz and glamour. By the time I was 10, I had probably done more shows than

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