Whenever I was at my Aunt Helga's in the summer, I used to slink off in the afternoons, while everyone was gardening or watching car races, find the stacks of german Reader's Digest and - snort them up. I loved them, but I had to it in secret, because Reader's Digest was one of the two trillion things my mother considered were Bad For You. As with all the other things I had to indulge in secretly, like potato chips or tv, I'm still addicted to it.
When I go visit the USA, that's exactly what I'll be looking for: the Reader's Digest America. I hope it's still there.
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Date: 2007-07-28 06:49 am (UTC)When I go visit the USA, that's exactly what I'll be looking for: the Reader's Digest America. I hope it's still there.