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“From that day on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood.” A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith
“From that day on, the world was hers for the reading. She would never be lonely again, never miss the lack of intimate friends. Books became her friends and there was one for every mood.”
A Tree Grows in Brooklyn by Betty Smith