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We seemed to be trapped in an episode of One Life To Waste. It's all very dull.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Trapped
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Dear Alec and Magnus, I known we're not really close, but Isabelle just came by to drop off a pleated orange velvet tux that she claims I will be wearing to your wedding. Is this true, and if so, why orange? -Simon
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Will speechless for once, a glass of water frozen halfway to his lips
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Achilles was murdered with a poisoned arrow, and Jason died alone, killed by his own rotting ship. Such is the fate of heroes.
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