Yesterday on the way to work I sat next to a guy reading Harry Potter on the metro. I think it was #5 - anyway, it was the one where Harry asks Cho to go into Hogsmeade with him on Valentine's Day. I know this because I was trying to read it over his shoulder. It was much more entertaining than the old New Yorker I had in my bag.It was a very well-loved copy, a paper-back, with some of the pages about to fall out. It was also the only thing he was carrying. I wonder where he was going?
Ah, I found it - it was book 5.
Can you tell I'm madly procrastinating? Must! Work! On! Giant! Freelance assignment!
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