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I brought you some coffee. he held out the cup but she waved it away.I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet.At that he smiled. How would you know what feet taste like?I just know.-Luke and Clary, pg.209

Cassandra Clare

I brought you some coffee. he held out the cup but she waved it away.I hate that stuff. It tastes like feet.At that he smiled. How would you know what feet taste like?I just know.-Luke and Clary, pg.209

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About Cassandra Clare

Judith Lewis (née Rumelt; born July 27, 1973), better known by her pen name Cassandra Clare, is an American author of young adult fiction, best known for her bestselling series The Mortal Instruments.