And if you were Romantic Classics and I was Thriller slash Mystery, then together we would be General Fiction.
There is nothing special about us. We both struggle for money, and for a place in this world, and we struggle to restrain ourselves from anger outbursts or overspending and too much of coffee. Our togetherness is common, ordinary, burgers by the roadside and checking out girls. Our respect is mutual, as our dislike for rude people, as our passion for gesturing while talking, or toddlers in squeaky shoes.
Our love is General Fiction. And we are overeager lieutenants exploring the bookshelves, combing through pages in search of extra ordinary common love mementos.
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The Secret Corner
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