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I remembered the story about Vashti living in her hexagonal room - pressing buttons for a bath - seeing her sons image in a plate. This book was written in 1909. I read it in English - I m guessing when I was around 12/13 and it has stuck with me for years about how we have become like what was a far fetched scene. We have food delivered - talk to each other on screens - so I wanted to read it again

Just finished The Curate’s Friend

Almost done with this collection.

E.M. loved the woods I think.