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When I finished the book I came home, put the album on in my room. I closed my eyes, opened them. I was inside an armored vehicle, next to me a Lebanese boy was driving. Reading books and listening to music matter when they touch people.
When I finished the book I came home, put the album on in my room. I closed my eyes, opened them. I was inside an armored vehicle, next to me a Lebanese boy was driving.
Reading books and listening to music matter when they touch people.
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