the complete persepolis

My friend ordered a book, which was delivered to my appartement because his place doesn't accept packages. It's been sitting on my floor the past few days, and I glanced inside. It had pictures. It appeared to be some sort of graphic novel.

Today, I read it, cover to cover, over the past six hours.

Perhaps my problem with "input" is that when I find good input, I consume it all at once.

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