Collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library. — John Waters
Collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library. — John Waters
Collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library. — John Waters
Collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library. — John Waters
Collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library. — John Waters
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Collect books, even if you don't plan on reading them right away. Nothing is more important than an unread library.

— John Waters
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