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[woodyi]

"Or so Bill Denbrough sometimes thinks on those early mornings after dreaming, when he almost remembers his childhood, and the friends with whom he shared it."

I just finished up reading Stephen King's It not more then five minutes ago. One thousand and thirty eight pages there, sandwiched into an almost four pound book and an almost solid month of reading.

I'm never going to read another book again in my life.

At least until tomorrow when I can decide what to read next...