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Ten minutes can be a long time when you're waiting with a beating heart for something you don't understand, something you don't really want to know.

Cornelia Funke

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Cornelia Funke
Age: 65
Born: 1958
Born: December 10
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Illustrator
Screenwriter
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Heart
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Something
Beating
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Ten
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Minutes
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Understand

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The night breathed through the apartment like a dark animal. The ticking of a clock. The groan of a floorboard as he slipped out of his room. All was drowned by its silence. But Jacob loved the night. He felt it on his skin like a promise. Like a cloak woven from freedom and danger.
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