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I looked up towards the immensity of the labyrinth. How does one choose a single book among so many? Isaac shrugged his shoulders. 'Some like to believe it's the book that chooses the person...destiny, in other words.

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Carlos Ruiz Zafon
Age: 55 †
Born: 1964
Born: September 25
Died: 2020
Died: June 19
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A good father. A man with a head, a heart, and a soul. A man capable of listening, of leading and respecting a child, and not of drowning his own defects in him. Someone whom a child will not only love because he's his father, but will also admire for the person he is. Someone he would want to grow up to resemble.
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