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What is Aldous capable of? Aldous is two thousands years old. He's capable of anything. Aldous Nix is two thousands years old? So, I've heard. He doesn't invite me to his birthday parties.
Cassandra Clare
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Cassandra Clare
Age: 51
Born: 1973
Born: July 31
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