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Raphael snapped, This isn't funny. That's why no one's laughing. Jace stood, hauling Raphael upright, jamming the tip of his knife between Raphael's shoulder blades.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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