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I'm a means for transportation, but not in the way you will first think. No, I transport the mind and the soul to vast distant lands of imagination, endless works of adventure, romance, comedy and many other delight's hide behind my sturdy covers . All one must do is pick me up and open me. I can never die and can be passed down for many generations if properly taken care of. I can be carried around and used anywhere and one can enjoy my many tales at any time so long as there is light.
Explanation:
I don't know if this is what you are really looking for or if I even did it right, but I hope this helps you :)
In case you couldn't figure it out... I was trying to describe a book
I believe its because the people didn't like it.
You would list them like A. 350-375 in MLA style. But then, with all the citation services around today...
The claim. Hope this helped! Good luck to you! :)
