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I didn't get this dressed up to watch you mess around in the gutter with a bunch of motorcycles. They are pretty to look at, said Jace. You have to admit that. So am I, said Isabelle.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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My hair is naturally blonde... Just for the record. ~ Jace
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