Well, it has been more than busy the last few days, but amidst a car that broke down, extra things for the end of season at my job, etc., I sat down for breakfast with a friend at a coffee shop that has a garden out back and a book library to boot. One side of the coffee shop is all full length windows, so, even sitting on bookside, we could look out at the garden which was now decorated with elves. We ordered, and, as I sat there, I got this nudge to take further purusal of the books by my side many of which were dated to say the least. The last time I had been there I had pulled out some of their vast collection of National Georgraphics. National Georgraphics were the start of my adventures. My unmarried uncle, who had lived upstairs from us with my grandparents, had a vast collection of them, and I would look at them in wonder and amazement. I now looked at something else in wonder and amazement. There squeezed in, on its side, between some hardcovers, well worn a...
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