A bunch of dead trees, binded together with artificial chemicals, and having random black ink scribbles that form patterns and words. This is what a book is, not a work of art.
"OH MY GOODNESS, I think Mr. Berry is trying to kill me."
"Why do yo say that?"
"B-because he gave me a book."
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