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Soon evening worked its way into the sky, and the city hunched itself down.

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Markus Zusak
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: January 1
Novelist
Writer
Sydney
NSW
Worked
Soon
City
Cities
Way
Hunched
Evening
Sky

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