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Simon: 'You know men. We have delicate egos.' Clary: 'I wouldn't describe Jace's ego as delicate.' Simon: 'No, Jace's is sort of the antiaircraft artillery tank of male egos.

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