Once I lended a different book to this bloke who left it next to open window. It rained, of course, and quite ruined it. But he was a decent fellow so he bought me a new one.
All in all, I have to know someone really good before I decide to lend a book, so like I said, lately it's only my wife (who's the same about books as I am).
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And ofthen I wonder about the life
that with her I could have found.
But alas! She became another man's wife
and I'm still a vagabond.