On old books.

February 20, 2013 § Leave a comment

There’s nothing like pulling out an old book whose pages have turned orange, lifting it up under your nose, flipping through the pages, listening to the crinkling sounds and smelling the must and intellect. Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen: here goes nothing.

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