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|s2_text = Before she was even as tall as a desk, she already knew her way around the vast library.

The scholars at the academy were strict, but never with her. Their voices always softened around her, even when she climbed to the tallest shelves and even when the priceless tomes came tumbling down around her. Everything she knew ~~aabout~~ the universe came from the library, and the library alone. Sunlight streamed in through the towering window. While children played in the ~~gardne~~ outside, she remained immersed in her own world, her eyes fixed on a star map in an atlas. Her tiny finger traced one star to the next, as if the universe lived at her fingertips.

The scholars at the academy were strict, but never with her. Their voices always softened around her, even when she climbed to the tallest shelves and even when the priceless tomes came tumbling down around her. Everything she knew about the universe came from the library, and the library alone. Sunlight streamed in through the towering window. While children played in the garden outside, she remained immersed in her own world, her eyes fixed on a star map in an atlas. Her tiny finger traced one star to the next, as if the universe lived at her fingertips.

"Why don't you ever go outside?" An unfamiliar child stood beside her stacks of books, head titled in curiosity.

She looked at him, puzzled, as if the question itself made no sense.

"There's so much out there, so many things to see, to do, to discover..." The boy tried to name a thousand ~~reaasons~~.

"There's so much out there, so many things to see, to do, to discover..." The boy tried to name a thousand reasons.

She gazed through the towering window at the dust motes dancing in the slanting sunlight.

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 |s2_text  = Before she was even as tall as a desk, she already knew her way around the vast library.
-The scholars at the academy were strict, but never with her. Their voices always softened around her, even when she climbed to the tallest shelves and even when the priceless tomes came tumbling down around her. Everything she knew aabout the universe came from the library, and the library alone. Sunlight streamed in through the towering window. While children played in the gardne outside, she remained immersed in her own world, her eyes fixed on a star map in an atlas. Her tiny finger traced one star to the next, as if the universe lived at her fingertips.
+The scholars at the academy were strict, but never with her. Their voices always softened around her, even when she climbed to the tallest shelves and even when the priceless tomes came tumbling down around her. Everything she knew about the universe came from the library, and the library alone. Sunlight streamed in through the towering window. While children played in the garden outside, she remained immersed in her own world, her eyes fixed on a star map in an atlas. Her tiny finger traced one star to the next, as if the universe lived at her fingertips.
 "Why don't you ever go outside?" An unfamiliar child stood beside her stacks of books, head titled in curiosity.
 She looked at him, puzzled, as if the question itself made no sense.
-"There's so much out there, so many things to see, to do, to discover..." The boy tried to name a thousand reaasons.
+"There's so much out there, so many things to see, to do, to discover..." The boy tried to name a thousand reasons.
 She gazed through the towering window at the dust motes dancing in the slanting sunlight.

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