they say that alcoholics are always alcoholics even when they're dry as my lips for years even when they're stranded on a small desert island with no place in 2000 miles to buy beer
Wooden spoon-wielding, paint-flinging, poem-spouting, laughing, listening, hand-me-down clothed, pierced hippy with a mission: bring the love of reading to children everywhere.
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