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It's hard to not like a man who not only notices the colors, but speaks them

Markus Zusak

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Markus Zusak
Age: 50
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Hard
Men
Like
Notices
Colors
Speaks
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I wanted to ask her how the same thing could be so ugly and so glorious, and its words and stories so damning and brilliant.
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