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(re)Reading...


Pride & Prejudice, by Jane Austen.


Listening to...


the audiobook of Anne of Green Gables, by L.M. Montgomery.


Researching...


Circuses in the U.S. circa 1910.


Waiting to Read...


A Seat at the Circus, by Antony Hippisley Coxe.

I'll be cracking this open as soon as it arrives in the post.

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