I found this via Twitter, and think it looks like the sort of book that feeds your brain. Muesli for the mind.
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As a child, I lived inside books. Then I grew up, and little changed but the books themselves. They spill off the shelves in my cottage, make cliffs at the side of the stairs and build towers by my bed. This is their story.
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