
The pop-up book of snakes. This was handed to me by Thomas’ nephew when we first walked through the door. He’d somehow guessed my preferred leisure reading.
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The pop-up book of snakes. This was handed to me by Thomas’ nephew when we first walked through the door. He’d somehow guessed my preferred leisure reading.