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Were you thinking about eating me?
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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You're killing me because you want me to give a message to God for you? Jace shook his head, the point of the blade scraping across his throat. You're crazier than I thought
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