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After having memorized almost every picturebook in that large boxes in the library I remember that the first "real" book I was holding in my hand was Robinson Crusoe, as the shelf on which it stood was closest to the small childrens department. I picked it randomly out of the shelf, read the title and the first few sentences, but soon became bored as I was maybe 6 or 7. But I remember holding it in my hand. I still see the cover. I read it many years later and it is still one of my favourite books.
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