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  • Life of a Librarian: Chapter 12

    Morning felt like it came too early.  Though the artificial sun indicated it was six, I still bemoaned the night going by too quickly.  My neck ached from not moving.  I had been tired.  After my lashing out from the day before, I was guaranteed to be exhausted.  The shower did little to ease the…

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  • Life of a Librarian: Chapter 11

    I dropped my bags next to the shoe rack when the door clicked behind us.  A sigh escaped me as I absorbed the gentle light of the setting sun in the courtyard.  This had to be one of the more beautiful times of day to see the apartment.

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