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Alec muttered a retort into his coffee. It rhymed with something that sounded a lot more like ducking glass mole.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Mole
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Alec
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