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I never said that. I just didn't correct you when you were, you know, wrong. Anyway, I just saved you from being burned to death, so I figure you're not allowed to be mad. -Jace

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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