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Jem drew back from her, looking dazed. By the Angel, he said. Perhaps we do need a chaperon.

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

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to love is to destroy, and that to be loved is to be the one destroyed.
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Set me as a seal upon thine heart, as a seal upon thine arm: for love is as strong as death' Ours is stronger than that, Clary whispered, remembering how she had brought him back. And this time, when his eyes darkened, she reached up and drew him down to her mouth.
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