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Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第138/1399页)
pes.Hewasnotiedinthoseeithersohetiothefollowingonewhichwasabookshopwithallkindsofneersandmagazihefront.Hepeekedinsideandsawthatitwaslihbookshelvesfromfloortoceiling,andtherewasanareawhereerscouldsitandreadanddrinkcoffee.DwarfMickeywalkedin.Hecouldohebottomshelvesasthetopooohighforhim,sohecasuallygrabbedoneandfounditraphicmagazine.Justashewasentranced,avidlystaringatthepictures,agentle,admonishingvoicebehindhimsaid, “Ahmylittleboy,don’treadsuchtrash.It’snotgoodforyou.”Itwasawomanaboutfortyyearsold,amotherofthreeperhapswhohadagedwell.DwarfMickeyraisedhisheadandlookedathersaying, “It’sbadforme?Butlookingatthepicturesmakesmefeelyoungandstrongagain.InfactIthinktheyarebeneficialtome!”
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