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She turned and looked at him. Ducks? she said again. A smile tugged the edge of his mouth. I hate ducks. Don't know why. I just always have.

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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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