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I shall never eat duck again. I cannot believe I used to like duck. The duck betrayed me.

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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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Film Producer
Journalist
Novelist
Screenwriter
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Teheran
Judith Rumelt
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