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The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.

Markus Zusak

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
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Boys
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Thing

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She could smell the pages. She could almost taste the words as they stacked up around her.
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When death captures me, the boy vowed, he will feel my fist in his face. (31.26)
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