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I think' she said, choosing her words with care, that any good impulse can be twisted into something evil.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
Something
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Twisted
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Words
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Then forget Gabriel. Is there a particular reason you keep biting vampires? Will touched the dried blood on his wrists, and smiled. They don't expect it.
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