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  I don't remember when was the last time that I had a library card. It may have been in middle school; when I had school assignments and summer reading. To say the truth it never felt like an obligation to read, I always loved to do it. I always loved to look behind the book cover to see which other kids read this book before me, always loved to be the first kid to borrow a new book in the library and to be the first one to open the pages wide open and deep sniff those pages and smell the aroma of a new book. The years went by and I kept reading but now I had the power to buy my own books and build the library that once I dreamed of. For years I had every single book that I ever wanted; my ideal library was pretty and perfect, all my books were organized by gender, buy size, and color. I only had one problem, I couldn't read as fast as I was buying it, I was obsessed with following the trends and reading the latest best-seller but the real deal was that I couldn't physical

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