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On January.22,2008, my most beloved actor, Heath Ledger, died. That day is less than a week away, and me and my friend live in New York. His house is in Manhattan. People leave gifts, flowers, etc there and we're going to go. We just finnished making him a book, filled with images and messages to him. We also are going to buy him flowers and attatch the book to the flowers. Thinking of Heath makes us cry.
