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I Hope I Remember Everything," Said Toni. "you Won't," Said Trapp. "that's How You Learn. But After You Make The Same Mistake One, Or Two, Or Five Times, You'll Eventually Get It. And Then You'll Make New Mistakes.

-Louis Sachar

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I Hope I Remember

Louis Sachar

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I Hope I Remember Everything," Said Toni. "you Won't," Said Trapp. "that's How You Learn. But After You Make The Same Mistake One, Or Two, Or Five Times, You'll Eventually Get It. And Then You'll Make New Mistakes.

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