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Didn't books say that too: that there is always price to pay for happiness?

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Cornelia Funke
Age: 66
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
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He put his hands on her shoulders and kissed her full on the mouth. His skin was wet with rain. When she didn't pull away, he took her face between his hands and kissed her again, on her forehead, on her nose, on her mouth once more. You will come, won't you? Promisse! he whispered.
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