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So Long, See You Tomorrow
I finished this book last night, turned off the light, and lay numbly in bed for a few minutes. “What a depressing book,” I muttered. “Why did you read it then?” asked my…
The world is made up of stories, not atoms.
I finished this book last night, turned off the light, and lay numbly in bed for a few minutes. “What a depressing book,” I muttered. “Why did you read it then?” asked my…