books, taipei

Those two nights we wandered in a 24-hour bookstore.

Two nights in a row, the same cab driver picked us from the station. Such coincidence! On the second night, he greeted us with a smile and made a friendly comment about us working late every night.

We weren’t working, we were just too happy in the realm, of books.

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