It happens sometimes, I really enjoy the book that I am reading that I am really sad when it’s over.
Today I finished a lovely Italian book that I bought two days ago. I know, two days. But I couldn’t stop, I just wanted to keep going and know what was going to happen.
Then I realized how boring life without books can be. How do you survive without books? What do you do when you are on the tube and you have to stay there for a long time?
I have met a lot of people that don’t read at all. Well, I don’t trust them. Not at all. And I also don’t trust skinny chefs, but that’s another story.
There’s another thing about books that I was thinking the other day: I won’t get used to e-books easily. It’s just that I like the paper, I like to…
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