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Magnus gazed dreamily in his direction. You should leave him here. I could hang hats on him and things.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Gazed
Bane
Magnus
Hats
Hang
Direction
Leave
Things
Dreamily

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