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There's always the dinner rolls, said Will, pointing to a covered basket. Though I warn you, they're as hard as stones. You could use them to kill black beetles, if any beetles bother you in the middle of the night.

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