So I finally got my 11-year-old nephew to sit still at the library. I'm reading 616303 out loud to him, and he suddenly decides he needs to reorganize the bookshelf, like right in front of me. Then he has the nerve to say you're not focusing on the digits, are you? and I'm left staring at a child holding a wobbly shelf like it's some kind of existential crisis.
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