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THIS
“I don’t know what I want, but I know it’s not this.”
The black, emboldened words on the orange spine beckoned me. With the tip of my right index finger, I eased the book out from its space on the shelf and considered the front cover.
The words were there once more, against an illuminated background, with a bright red, hand-drawn circle around them.
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