I went out
during lunch with the intention of buying a pair of shoes, that mission was
quickly abandoned when I walked past the Exclusive Books. I bought myself Maya
Angelou’s I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings and I could hardly contain myself as I
started reading it at Steers whilst waiting for my burger and chips.
This is going to be one of those that I can hardly pull myself from; I can feel it in my fingers.
This is going to be one of those that I can hardly pull myself from; I can feel it in my fingers.
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