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How many times have I looked. into the mirror and quietly asked myself, "Why am I here in this world? What is my true purpose?" If I am being completely honest, I have lost count. Growing up,

Arthur was the kind of man people looked right through. For twelve years, he had worked in the basement. of the town library, a place smelling faintly of vanilla, damp stone, and rotten paper. He liked