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Originally Posted by BunYip
The above couch is not very informative so heres a library
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The Long Room smells amazing, but it doesn't have good seats, only hard benches, and it's full of tourists, and all the books are roped off or under glass 
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'...
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in
The world's turning wood,
For my sawn, splay sounds,)
...'
Dylan Thomas, Author's Prologue
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