“Where is your book?” they inquire, thinking that I must be an author. “It just asked of its whereabouts.” This would be my response, if I thought they might come to understand it.
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“Where is your book?” they inquire, thinking that I must be an author. “It just asked of its whereabouts.” This would be my response, if I thought they might come to understand it.
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