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Of course, the guests were also staring because they know of my relationship with Camille, and are wondering what we might be doing here in the library... alone. He wiggled his eyebrows at Tessa.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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