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"here, we're only 50 or so, but there are many, many more scattered around. in abandoned railway yards, wandering the roads. tramps outwardly, but, inwardly, libraries. oh, it wasn't planned. it just so happened that a man here and a man there loved some book. and rather than lose it, he learned it. and we came together. we're a minority of undesirables crying out in the wilderness. but it won't always be so. one day we shall be called on, one by one, to recite what we've learned. and then books will be printed again."
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