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Where wonders and magic interweave, There stood a door, so grand and tall, A gateway to a world for all. Of a novelist and her stories untold, With her maid, so eccentric and wise, They embarked on a journey, a sweet surprise. To early-1970s Hungary, a world bizarre, They laughed and cried, side by side, Creating memories they couldn't hide. Where their story was praised across the land, With the Michael Curtiz Audience Award in hand, Their friendship, like the door, will forever stand. That a door can lead to adventures anew, Just like the novelist and her maid, Embrace the magic that life has laid. Random page: QBE