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If These Books Could Talk

“If these books could talk, what do you think they’d say?”


“Books do talk. That’s literally their function.”


“Well, I can’t hear them.”


“You have to read them.”


“Eh, that seems like too much work.”


“Then you’ll never hear what they have to say?”


“Can’t I just listen?”


“No.”


“Damn.”


“You have to actively participate. If you do it passively, you’ll miss everything.”


“Jeez, dude, I didn’t know reading took up so much of my time and attention. It’s so much work.”


“It’s really not. You’ve just wrecked your attention span.”


“Man, can’t you just tell me what they say?”


“. . . I’ll write about them for you.”

 
 
 

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