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As I walked, I ran my fingers along the spines of hundreds of books. I let myself be imbued with the smell, with the light that filtered through the cracks or from the glass lanterns embedded in the wooden structure, floating among mirrors and shadows.

Carlos Ruiz Zafon

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Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Age: 55 †
Born: 1964
Born: September 25
Died: 2020
Died: June 19
Novelist
Publicist
Screenwriter
Barcelona
Spain
Carlos Ruiz Zafon
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Ran
Filtered
Shadow
Hundreds
Lanterns
Among
Walked
Wooden
Along
Glass
Embedded
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Spine
Light
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Smell
Shadows
Spines
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Cracks
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