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I didn't know you were bringing the mundane. His blue eyes flicked uneasily over Simon. That's what I like about you people, said Simon. You always make me feel so welcome.

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