Because love means first of all read books, I decided to inaugurate a new branch on the blog people reading . No matter who, where, how and when ... matter I have a book in front (or rear, you never know!). Starting your
by me, whose favorite reading places, in addition to the quilt - in the case had not yet understood - are ... the trains! Ancestral means of transport by rail with which I have now - alas - a relationship that goes from the spiritual (especially when I pray that they arrive on time) to physical (especially during peak hours). And so, to avoid the collapse crushed in the doors, or going crazy with the neighboring seat that does not stop a second to babble nonsense, my only lifeline is put my iPod earphones in his ears and an open book. And everything else, good or bad that is, no longer exists.
So here I am! Directly from Milano-Venezia region in the company of José.
In hand José Saramago, All the names, Feltrinelli, 2010 Print
in his ears: Muse, The resistance , 2009
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