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His hands slipped from his throat, and he crashed to the ground like a tree falling. Oh, dear, said Pangborn, gazing at the fallen body of his comrade with fastidious distaste. How unpleasant.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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