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Reminiscing over a good book.

“…And I could see this boy at home doing his homework and thinking about my sister naked. And I could see them both holding hands at football games that they do not watch. And I could see this boy throwing up in the bushes at a party house. And I could see my sister putting up with it.

And I felt very bad for both of them.”

– the perks of being a wallflower, by Stephen Chbosky