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I managed to find somewhere that I really like in this strange library. It's cozy, the ceilings are low, books are small, with a window, and rarely anybody walk passes :P
Yesterday, I felt too tired to walk home, today, i felt impossible to walk home, with the many books I borrowed, all hardcover... ventured through a new path, walked through some pretty gardens, and saw a fat little white cat, almost surreal.
tired.
time for some self-criticism for my essay
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