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When death captures me, the boy vowed, he will feel my fist in his face. (31.26)

Markus Zusak

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Death
Vowed
Book
Captures
Feel
Fist
Feels
Fists
Capture
Boys
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