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  My mother kills fairy tales. She read us Lord of the Rings twice. The Nargun under the Stars, though it gave us nightmares. She dredged up British classic and found swamp ridden Australian delights to amaze and frighten us. Day of the Triffords, Watership Down, The Dark is Rising, The Hobbit, and forever our minds were fed. And with it all came a grain of salt. We sat watching Victor Victoria…. Read More