By sofiaquino98 on Skatehive
ENGLISH. The smell of bookstores reminds me of my sixteen years. Like coffee shops, all bookstores have the same smell. I worked in one for three months, before I started college. I like that the bookstores are not pristine, there's always a book peeking out of the shelves, a pile on the floor, yellowed and worn spines.... It is a place where order and chaos converge. Bookstores remind me a little bit of me. I visited one today, by the way. It's called "Librería central", it's independent, near the 93 park, in Bogotá. I went in because my resolution to read 12 books this year is far from being fulfilled. The last books I have read have been in digital format and I think I got a little tired of this, I needed to go back to the traditional. I just wandered around the shelves, aimlessly, and I must admit that several titles caught my eye. After half an hour wandering around, I discovered the little signs indicating the section: classic literature, contemporary, Colombian poetry, art, horr