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Picture yourself when you're getting old, Sat by the fireside a-pondering all Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time ago. Picture book, of people with each other, to prove...
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>> Welcome everybody. My name is Mark Johnson. I'm a professor in the Art Department, and also the university's gallery director. And we're here-- thanks to Susan...
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Hi, I'm Laura from Youngwritersworkshops.com, and I'm going to talk about how to submit a children's book to Random House Publishing. Unfortunately, Random House Publishing and...
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Glitch art builds on the aesthetic and experience of computer malfunction. Glitch art is a lot about getting beyond this notion that these faults are actually faults. You know, it's trying to...
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This is a story about an orphan named Hugo who is living in a Paris train station. His uncle takes him in and trains him to be a timekeeper to upkeep the numerous clocks throughout the train station....
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CHAPTER 10 When his servant entered, he looked at him steadfastly and wondered if he had thought of peering behind the screen. The man was quite impassive and waited for his orders. Dorian lit a...
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CHAPTER 18 The next day he did not leave the house, and, indeed, spent most of the time in his own room, sick with a wild terror of dying, and yet indifferent to life itself. The consciousness of...
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CHAPTER 9 As he was sitting at breakfast next morning, Basil Hallward was shown into the room. "I am so glad I have found you, Dorian," he said gravely. "I called last...
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"How did the door to Paradise open?" The lushly growing dark green trees, the eerie cries of the birds. In a certain forest far from civilization, that baby was abandoned....
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Hi, I'm Ann Pool. Welcome to Creating a Book Blurb. This is the second in my series of videos that will show you how to use LibraryThing widgets to add useful features to your website. I use...
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