Old book. New book. I love the history of the old, and the potential of the new, and how time can make things beautiful. I like how even though both books are the same, the old one is so much thicker, like the ink in it has mass and has ballooned the contents between the covers to a point where duct tape is needed to contain it. I like this picture a lot, I've been thinking about it for a week now, and here it is.
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