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The girl from the book

Lecture_de_malade

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Lecture_de_malade

books fairytale love

He loved books, she loved him.
Ashton Lee Porter, a common New Yorker, went to Hunter College high school on E 94th street right next to a K&D wines and spirits witch is where his mom went to get wines or different kinds of alcohol for special occasions, it was only a few streets from his house witch was on Madison Avenue, ect... You see, Ashton had a theory, he though one thing led to an other with out a question. He thought that if he started a sentence with one subject, he could go on for days with the same sentence. The young man thought it could make thing more precise. Even with his genius mind, the only book he though was worth reading was one book that didn't have an author or a publisher... It just was... A book. Not connected to anything else he had imagined. He could not put the story into one of his long sentences. But the further he read, the more things started playing with him... The book never seemed to end. A book about love, passion, loneliness, despair and... MadnessAll Rights Reserved

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