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Don't fight in front of the client, boys. Catarina implored in her sweet voice, or I will knock your heads together so hard, your skulls will crack like eggs

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
Author
Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
Writer
Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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Eggs
Together
Heads
Hard
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Skulls
Sweet
Crack
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Knock
Boys
Clients
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