I biked to the local library this morning. It’s a 50 km return trip. I make the trip every 1-2 weeks. In the summer, I have an insatiable thirst for suspense novels. Something that’s hard to put down. I seem to be devouring one every week. Without TV or wifi, I read every evening and morning, and sometimes during the day, if it’s raining. This week I picked up another novel by David Baldacci, and a history of the area written by a local historian.
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