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Once upon a time, there was a tiny woman that loved to read giant books. Really large books. Books bigger than cars. Even though the books were giant, the tiny woman would carry them around everywhere she goes.
Her favorite book was The Descent of Man by Sir Duke Chlorine. The book was a 10,000-page long monologue about misanthropy. The tiny woman read every Sir Duke Chlorine book. His books have a tendency to be long-winded, usually about nothing, filled with big words, and very difficult to follow and read. The tiny woman read them anyway. The only thing good about his books was the cover.
The tiny woman’s book collection was bigger than her. Hell, it was bigger than her house. Her book collection weighed more than a thousand elephants. One book weighs more than the woman but she carried it everywhere she goes.
Some people look at her and wonder, why does she need a book of that size. Can’t she just…buy a kindle? The tiny woman doesn’t listen to those people. She likes the feeling of carrying oversized giant books everywhere she goes. It can be difficult to ride on the commuter train with a large book. Usually, the…
