Bookstores Are My Home
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Whispered book titles and authors' names fill the air, full of ancient information and endless imagination. The smell of my coffee fills the tiny corner in which I curl myself up and open a book to the pleasure of a thousand word combinations to be encountered. I admire the yellowing pages as I thumb through them, and look carefully as I settle on the cover: a winding path surrounded by vividly green hills, a hobbit hole, and a very large gray wizard on his way to meet a very unexpected little hero: The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien. Taking a sip of bitter coffee, I turn off my phone and read, “In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit…”
Used bookstores are my favorite places. Being surrounded by time-worn books, by titles and authors that have shaped history and human perception provides for me a transient peace that I return to as often as possible. As soon as I learned how to read, books became my favorite refuge: they became an entrance into a secret island in my head, and like a young Jane Eyre, I gobbled them up as voraciously as time allowed. The only time in my whole life when I was disciplined at school was when I would read in class after finishing my work, instead of listening to my elementary school teacher (this has...
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