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As I’m remembering what books meant for me as a child, I’m falling in love again with them. But what happened to the time where one could hide with a book for hours and get lost in them? Does anyone else here suffer from the same syndrome of wanting to read (and buy) so many books, but hardly finding the time and peace of mind to actually read them? ⠀
Which books still manage to cast this magical spell over you, where you can forget almost everything around you? ⠀
This photo is from a wall painting I came across in Porto, where we spent part of our holiday this summer.⠀