These are the right questions to ask, in winter around the fire,
As we sit at ease over our wine: Who are you, friend? What is your land?
And how old were you when the Persians came?
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- Charles
- A family man, a management consultant, a book seller and an avid reader. Committed to helping children become avid readers in turn. The great chain of reading always needs renewing.
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