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而是因為我能夠買一本書，我有這麼多的挑選。

From the food we eat--- to the places we visit--- to the people we sses we take and on and on and on.

you might merely dipping your bad.

I love to walk around in bookstores-not because I can buy all the books,

One day, the boy returned and the tree was so excited. “Coy with me.” The tree said. “I don’t have tiy. I have to work for my family. We need a house for shelter. Can you help me?” “Sorry, but I don’t have a house. But you can cut off o build your house.” So the boy cut all the branches of the tree and left happily.

One day, the boy came back to the tree and looked sad. “Coy with me,” the tree asked the boy.

but because I could buy one book, and I have so many to choose from.

My wife to said to where, and my kids to said how.

Give a warm name for every river and every mountain.

How could someone possibly know you like this? Some stranger, some author, some character. It’s like they’re seeing inside your soul. This book existed inside some book store, on a shelf, maybe handled by other people and really it was just waiting for you pick it up and crack the spine. It was waiting to speak to you. To say, “You are not alone.”