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I could give you a thiught sheath to put that in,Isabelle offered. I got tons. CERTAINLY NOT, said Simon. Clary shot him an irritated look. Thanks, but I'm not really a thigh sheath kind of girl, -pg. 214
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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