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It was one of those moments of perfect tiredness, of having conquered not only the work at hand, but the night who had blocked the way.

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Moments
Night
Hands
Tiredness
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Blocked
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Conquered
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