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We came in the wind of the carnival. A wind of change, or promises. The merry wind, the magical wind, making March hares of everyone, tumbling blossoms and coat-tails and hats rushing towards summer in a frenzy of exuberance.

Joanne Harris

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Joanne Harris
Age: 60
Born: 1964
Born: July 3
Author
Novelist
Writer
Summer
Merry
Carnivals
Promise
Coats
Tumbling
Wind
Tails
Hares
Came
Magical
Exuberance
Everyone
Promises
Blossoms
Making
Hats
Frenzy
Change
March
Coat
Towards
Rushing
Carnival

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