I think I was born with a Book in my hand. Ok, so granted, that’s obviously an exaggeration but it doesn’t feel all that far fetched. From the time I could possibly begin reading, I devoured almost everything I could find. I find it amusing that I distinctly remember my mom at one point limiting [...]
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