My city. I pondered that phrase, wondered why Barrons felt that way. He never said “our world.” He always said “your world.” But he called Dublin his city. Merely because he’d been in it so long? Or had Barrons, like me, been beguiled by her tawdry grace, fallen for her charm and colorful dualities? I looked around “my” bookstore. That was what I called it. Did we call the things of our heart our own, whether they were or not? .Karen Marie Moning
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Liesel Meminger has been a passenger in her family’s car when they drive to school, when she walks to the market, and when they go on vacation. In this passage from her novel, The Book Thief , Liesel has been asked whether she would rather have a real book or a picture book. She thinks about what Barrons has given her “my†world and decides that a book is better than a picture book. This shows that although Barrons may have given her the “my†world, she still does not feel attached to it.
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