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What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love.

Haruki Murakami

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Haruki Murakami
Age: 75
Born: 1949
Born: January 12
Athletics Competitor
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Science Fiction Writer
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Murakami Haruki
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