I used to hang out at the Pocatello Public Library when I was a kid, because it was an entire building filled with books, and nice people who not only encouraged me to read these books, but also suggested books I might like to read. One day, when I was in the ninth grade (about age fourteen), I met Marty Welch, one of the nice people who had just
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Also I love the plastic cow.
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