i believe that when you give someone a book and never get it back, you've inadvertently given them a message they needed to receive. i've given by accident, "breathe, eyes, memory" a good book for any woman to read.
i've also never returned a great book, "women who run with wolves". and maybe because i've never returned it, i remember the guy who i borrowed it from. he's an artist who makes sculptures out of typewriters and wax and baby doll heads among other things...
.the world through the eyes of this girl.
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