Few things are more deceptive than memories. — Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
Few things are more deceptive than memories. — Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
Few things are more deceptive than memories. — Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
Few things are more deceptive than memories. — Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
Few things are more deceptive than memories. — Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
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Few things are more deceptive than memories.

— Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Shadow of the Wind
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