Books are the plane, and the train, and the road. They are the destination, and the journey. They are home. - Anna Quindlen

I survived the Black Death, 1348

If you tell anyone, you're next
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The bounty hunter and the tea brewer (Avatar)

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Kristy and the walking disaster
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