a black and white drawing of a woman's head with her hair blowing in the wind

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I remember learning to read when I was three or four years old. My older sister and I were taught reading much earlier than most children and I remember when I first started to figure out what it all meant. Reading was akin to be able to conjure dragons or cast spells. I began devouring books long before the public education system destroyed my ability to learn. One of the first things I remember learning was the people in books, fictional books, weren’t real, and then once I started…

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