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Dios, he said, addressing himself to Jace. What happened to you, brother? You look as if a pack of wolves tried to tear you apart. That's either a shockingly good guess, said Jace, or you heard about what happened.

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