Waterstones,

Walk on the stones to the sea,returning to the store like the shore was out to sea,surrounded by the tide, the delectible the wild, too late to make a choice to read them when your old, before you read the cover that makes the noise told, or the people they are there to intice., the only book they made us read was unsuccessfully Of men and mice.

Waterstones

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