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Well, she's not responding to my advances, he observed more brightly than he felt, so she must be dead. Or she's a woman of good taste and sense.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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endless hope, endless disappointment.
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