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With the whole Mark of Cain thing, does that mean if I accidentally kick you during the night, I get kicked in the shins seven times by an invisible force?

Cassandra Clare

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Judith Rumelt
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