Call me Mir.
My addiction of reading went a wrong way from very early, though I only read a small part of the list.
I tear a couple of pages off any book I like to read and sit on the toilet, reading, then toss away (I do not use the papers for other purpose, I swear.). Each time I walked out of bathroom, I felt like a new man in one more dimension than others. Now if you come to my home, I have no intact book on the bookshelf. Poor books.
However, at the end of my life I can proudly say I have spend all my bathroom time for a meaningful cause.
I though ask you to limit to less than 2 pages for each episode of poo poo to avoid from developping hemorrhoids.
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