A Bibliophile’s Dream Come True

I am a bibliophile.

I am ashamed to admit that I buy way more books than I read. My husband, although initially incredibly supportive of my hoarding habit (as all newly wed husbands tend to be of their wife’s fleeting passions), has now imposed a ban on any further books entering our home. Poor guy still thinks he has a say. Shhhhh… let’s not burst his bubble just yet, shall we?

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