i've got vodka in my blood, so I dance with brown bears and my soul is torn apart
22.02.2012 в 11:52
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Klaus Baudelaire, the middle child, loved books. Or, rather, the things he learned from books. The Baudelaire parents had an enormous library in their mansion. A room filled with thousands of books on nearly every subject. And nothing pleased Klaus more than spending an afternoon filling up his head with their contents.