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White Rose Stories is a blog run by a teenage bookworm under the pseudonym Rose White.
Rose lives on a wine farm, somewhere in the peaceful countryside, in South Africa and can always be found with her nose between the pages of a book and/or with her loving puppy, Zorba.
In her free time, she likes to write reviews for some of her favourite books, as well as capture them in pictures to share with her friends, followers and the rest of the bookstagram community on Instagram.
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“What she needs are stories. Stories are a way to preserve one’s self. To be remembered. And to forget. Stories come in so many forms: in charcoal, and in song, in paintings, poems, films. And books. Books, she has found, are a way to live a thousand lives—or to find strength in a very long one.”
—The Invisible Life of Addie LaRue,
by V.E. Schwab
