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I am constantly overestimating and underestimating the human race - that rarely do I ever simply estimate it.

Markus Zusak

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Underestimate
Rarely
Constantly
Simply
Race
Ever
Human
Underestimating
Humans
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