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Perhaps he's in love with Agatha, she said. I hope not. I intend to marry Agatha myself. She may be a thousand years old, but she makes an incomparable jam tart. Beauty fades, but cooking is eternal.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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