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“With freedom, flowers, books, and the moon, who could not be perfectly happy?” our dear friend, the inestimable playwright and poet Oscar Wilde, wrote in 1897. He penned these words while unjustly incarcerated in Reading Gaol—his crime, it could be argued, was attempting to live a 21st century life, the life of a proud gay man, a century before his time.
As ever, Oscar has a point: In our current predicament, with so many of our freedoms on the line, do we not seek the consolation of books and…
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