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Ever since time began (when was that, I wonder?), it's been moving ever forward without a moment's rest. And one of the privileges given to those who've avoided dying young is the blessed right to grow old.
Haruki Murakami
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Haruki Murakami
Age: 75
Born: 1949
Born: January 12
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