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A woman came along, picked up "The Book Thief".
woman: have you read this one?
me: yes, I did.
woman: wow...I've never met anyone besides me who's read this book! (woman elated) It was so...
me: strange?
woman: yes! that's it exactly! But the....
me: the death narrator?
woman: yes, the thing about the narrator being Death!
me: personally I found it a little hard to take.
woman: oh, me too.
The woman then put the book down and moved to the next stall. I don't know why I told her I'd read the book when I hadn't. But I did seem to understand it better than she did....
3 comments:
I read it. Oh, just kidding.
But didn't you think it was strange?
I'd read that book in a heartbeat. I want to know how his (see how I assume it's a man) thinks, how can I trick him, delay the inevitable.
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