Book Haven, Thursday 7/3

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The books were quiet today. Ichabod was beginning to hope that his first day at work of being laughed at by a shop full of books was just bad luck, but one could never be to sure on this Island. Enjoying a peaceful shop, he had taken a seat behind the counter, and would sit there reading until a customer required his attention.

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