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… it was raining on Himmel Street when the world ended for Liesel Meminger. The sky was dripping. Like a tap that a child has tried its hardest to turn off but hasn’t quite managed.

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
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Writer
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