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I walked into the library and the first thing I saw was a young woman sitting crosslegged inside the display case.
What a perfect start to a romance that would be! Fifty years later, Grandpa would reminise to the grandkids, Did I ever tell you the story of how I met your grandmother? It was one Monday night at the library...
What a perfect start to a romance that would be! Fifty years later, Grandpa would reminise to the grandkids, Did I ever tell you the story of how I met your grandmother? It was one Monday night at the library...
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Date: 2006-05-02 03:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-02 12:51 pm (UTC)So, libraries are obviously in the family.