He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. — Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
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He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. From face to face, he looked on as the man played and the woman wept. The different notes handled her eyes. Such sadness.

— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
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