If I could, I would send you a postcard from every bookshop I visit. Wherever I go, I make my way to the local independent bookshop to get a sense of the place. Each bookshop is different, and each has a story to tell — endless stories, in fact. They whisper to me from the pages that pile high on the tables and line the shelves — ‘come this way, read me…
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