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Post by Hoot on Nov 9, 2018 21:38:45 GMT -5
It was a cold walk to Manhattan, with winter just around the corner, but it was worth it. She had finally made it Book Row. Here... she would be able to find some answers. There had to be a book (or books!) that could answer her questions. She wrapped her scarf around her neck more securely as she finally reached the first bookstore on the street. Surely one of these bookstores would have books on caring for an owl... and maybe a few books that would help her research on some more private matters.
She had finally found the courage to face the nightmares of her past. Hoot couldn't go on with being an insomniac. She desperately needed a good night's sleep. She was on her last leg... so she had to find some answers here in Manhattan.
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