Gerald Saul
When he was three, I taught William not be be fooled by a picture book into thinking that he was really looking at a cow or a pig, just because the words tell him he is. Now as a teenager, he tours his cousins through art galleries in Weyburn, Saskatchewan.
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reminds me of ceci ne pas une pipe