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No' is a magical word, he told her. Here's how it goes. You say, 'Simon, I have an insane, suicidal plan. Would you like to help me carry it out?' And I say, Why, no.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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